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hellishvu · 5 years ago

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Imagine BTS: if you two are on vlive together

— aha first imagine request of the year (i think), this was fun to write! we need some wholesome content to cleanse our souls from the smut FKAKD but enjoy it and be safe and wash your hands luvs <3

warnings: alcohol mentioned, drunk behavior, and swearing (taehyung’s imagine)

Kim Namjoon:

“Bye Jungkook!” You wave at Jungkook due to him coming by your live keeping you company since you started a live by yourself. He assumed you wanted some company. Humming a small song while you read the comments.

Suddenly you heard a loud knock following up with a familiar voice “Darling are you in there?!” Namjoon yells on the other side of your studio. Getting up from your chair you warned ARMY you were going to be back. “Y/N I saw your notification and I was going to walk in but I felt like since you just joined and moved here” Namjoon lifts his arms full of snacks from his childhood and his present favorites. “Taste test!” Namjoon grins.

“Thank you for welcoming me baby.” You kissed him on the forehead letting him in your studio. The comments went insane once they saw Namjoon join in. Seeing the viewership skyrocket and the hearts go wild. You didn’t feel less appreciated since you were just introduced.

“Hello everyone! Thanks for making my boyfriend feel at home.” Namjoon sets the snacks on the table seeing a picture frame with the group having a welcome party for you. He couldn’t stop the fond memory from reappearing.

“So the snacks! Let me see!” You peeked at the bag seeing the colorful bags. Namjoon pulls out the first bag seeing the bag pink and having a cute little doodle on it. Namjoon not letting you see the label of it, he pours some in on a plate and passes it to you.

Grabbing the chip, you placed it in your mouth seeing your tongue start to scream from the heat of the adorable chip, widening your eyes Namjoon starts to crack up. Quickly grabbing your water bottle you drank as much water as you needed to recover from the volcano in your mouth.

“Why does the packaging look literally so adorable but the chips want to kill me!?” You huffed out wincing still from the excessive amount of spice. “You ate these when you were young?!’ Namjoon was still laughed at you while you just wanted a nice snack.

“No! I can’t breathe.” Namjoon says trying to breath. “Here’s an actual snack.” Namjoon passes you a little candy finally putting it in your mouth you felt your mouth increase in saliva. Smiling with the tastiness of the sweet candy.

“You’re forgiven.” You kissed him, Namjoon able to taste the sweet candy in your lips grinning.

Kim Seokjin:

“Okay never have I ever, right that’s the name of the game?” Seokjin raises his cup of noodles. Slurping on the savory noodles.

“Yeah, it would be fun. Plus ARMY can get to know us more.” You gestured towards the camera while kicking your feet on the other empty seat.

“You start.” Seokjin wanted to get a taste of the game before he asked a question. You nod sipping some water.

“Okay... never have I ever, stole someone’s underwear.” You wiggled your eyebrows seeing Seokjin put his finger down.

“I don’t wanna talk about it!” Seokjin raises his hands while you tilt your head.

“I had to! You know when we traveled and I didn’t pack enough but you always bring so many! So I borrowed-” Seokjin tried his best to explain his side of the story despite how it seems.

“You’re just like Yoongi!” You laughed loudly as Seokjin looked away from the camera. Embarrassing himself he kept eating his noodles.

“My turn!” Seokjin yells out, you still catching your breath.

“Never have I ever pulled an all nighter.” Seokjin sees your finger go down. You ate some of your meal before going into detail.

“The maknae line wanted me to stay up with them to play some game. Last time I looked at the clock it was 1am and then later light came in through the windows.” You get chills from that night, the lecture you got from Namjoon after being exhausted was terrifying.

“Let’s have it be ARMY’s turn. Ask us a question.” You spoke to the camera while you waited for responses.

“Never have I ever been in love.” Seokjin read out while you put your finger down turning to Seokjin. Seeing his finger was also down, you couldn’t handle the cuteness while you pouted.

“What?” Seokjin asks while you turned to the camera and back to him. “You love me?” You ask while Seokjin scoffs grinning.

“Of course I do. I love you.” Seokjin kisses your forehead while you cover the camera.

“This is becoming too cute holy shit.”

“Don’t curse!” Seokjin lectures you while you lower your head. “I forget!” You chuckle while Seokjin takes you in his arms. The camera uncovered seeing the very wholesome scene.

Min Yoongi:

“Special live today Army! Very special.” You rub your hands together planning your surprise event. Before going into the event, you asked how they were and saying hello.

“Now you must wonder; what is ‘Y/N’ going to do? Well I’m cooking for Yoongi. Very scary considering it’s the first meal I’ve cooked for him.” You show the printed recipe the picture showing the nicely presented noodles. The large grocery bag on the kitchen counter filled with the freshest ingredients you could find at the grocery store.

“He is a bit under the weather so I thought I would make him something warm!” After explaining what you are doing you called Yoongi down, he saw the camera set up and you gestured him to be off the camera view. He looks at you gratefully. You knew he didn’t want to be on camera right now.

“You’re cooking for me?” Yoongi asks his voice sounding groggy while you showed the recipe. “Do you want me to help you?” He asks while checking you had the right materials for the ramen. You grab the bag from him waving your finger. “No this is for you! I can do it!” Yoongi snickers from your overdetermined to make him happy.

“Please don’t burn the house down.” Yoongi teases watching you chop up the vegetables. “Is this for a special occasion?” Yoongi asks wondering if he deserved this, this small act of compassion from you. You lifted your head up realizing that Yoongi was serious, muting the mic on the camera you walked to him. Wrapping him around your arms pulling him into your chest. “I want to cook for you baby, you don’t have to do anything special in order for me to show just how much I love you and appreciate you for all you do for us.” Yoongi looks up from your chest his eyes shining.

“Thank you, now go back and go cook for ARMY.” Yoongi pecks you a kiss.

“Okay back to cooking! Sorry!” You giggle finding the vegetables you were cutting just a minute ago.

“You forgot to boil the water.” Yoongi points at the empty pot and the stove that was off. Looking up from the cutting board you quickly started that, seeing him chuckle at your simple mistake.

“Okay so how exactly do you make ramen?” You raise your eyebrow, not wanting to make something Yoongi wouldn’t like.

“I’ll tell you how to do it my favorite way.” Yoongi gestures you to get the seasoning in the upper cannot. “Sorry I didn’t make it myself.” You apologize while Yoongi brushes it off, still finding this small gesture huge in his heart.

“Being made by you, makes it 100 times more special even if it would’ve been packaged ramen.” Yoongi blows a small kiss at you while you smile at him.

Jung Hoseok:

Hoseok wanted to make sure he was live once and a while seeing that it was quite empty lately due to how busy they are being idols. Hoseok told the other members including you that he was going to go live last minute.

“Hi ARMY, how’s it going today?” Hoseok waves at the camera seeing all the comments filled with love and hello’s back.

Hoseok talked about his daily life and how his projects are going. Also bringing up, you a couple times without giving personal information. “All the members are busy so they can’t stop to say hello.” Hoseok frowns continuing to talk.

Hoseok suddenly hears the door being knocked. He jumps in his chair from your loud whines. Hoseok raises his eyebrows hearing you.

“Let me in! Let me in!” You knock once again, seeing people walk by his studio.

“Y/N! Aren’t you working?” Hoseok calls out leaning back in his office chair giggling.

“It can wait!” You pressed your body against the door Hoseok able to see your smooched up face against the door.

“Tell the ARMY I love them!” You scream through the door while Hoseok turns his head to a bunch of comments telling him to open the door.

“I’m coming darling I’m coming.” Hoseok chuckles opening the door to you still pretending you were against the door.

“Thank you!” You kissed him while he scoffs giving you a hug. He grabbed another chair for you to sit in while you wave at the camera.

“How’s work going?” Hoseok asks while you turn to Hoseok getting comfortable.

“Namjoon says we are making progress but it’s gonna take some more time. Yoongi likes the song though so I’m glad I can make him happy.” You gave him a flash drive of the rough draft of the song.

“I’ll give it a listen later, it’s a secret from ARMY.” Hoseok winks at the camera, while placing the flash drive on his desk.

“Did you leave mid session to join me?” Hoseok blushes while you nod. Hoseok suddenly hugs you and kisses your cheek.

“I didn’t want you to be alone.” You pat his back giving a smile.

“I love you more then anything.” Hoseok whispers, these small actions make his heart burst with love. Actions speak volumes to Hoseok, and he couldn’t imagine not being with you.

Park Jimin:

“Baby.” You kiss his neck basically being that annoying couple showing physical attaction at any second. “I’m live, army don’t want to see this.” Jimin giggles leaning on your head while you were in the crook of his neck.

“Look they want to watch it, right? Right.” Looking up from his neck seeing the comments flooding with “cutie” and “i love you two”.

“Army be honest with us!” Jimin starts to uncontrollably giggling. You tickling him on the couch him barely able to hold the camera.

“Stop tickling me! Y/N!” Jimin pushes you off out of breath from laughing. You kissed his forehead before going back to the vlive.

Jimin reads the comments on the live about how you look at him with love eyes. “He does?” Jimin speaks out turning his head to see you completely hypotinzed from his beauty. “Baby.” Jimin snaps you out of it.

“Huh?” You blink a couple times before Jimin smiles widely at your own love eyes. Jimin kissing you on the cheek while you get flustered.

“I love you.” Jimin softly spoke while you held his hand under the camera. “I love you too.” You leaned on his shoulder while the comments went insane.

Jimin attempted to read the comments but before he could finish they would get drowned out from other comments. “I can’t read what they are saying.” Jimin tells you while you also try to read the comments.

“What song should we play?” You ask Jimin while he clicks on the playlist he made for you. Playing one of his favorite songs on there.

“We should dance!” Jimin jumps up from the couch while gesturing you take his hand. When you got up you moved the camera to the side of the room able to see You and Jimin.

“Don’t drop me.” You say while Jimin winks at you. “You’re talking to professional dancer me. I wont!” Jimin starts slowly with you before he attempts to spin you.

“Spin the other way.” Jimin instructs you while another attempt you two successfully did a spin. You enjoyed being in Jimin’s arms as you kissed him.

“Alright this is turning into a private lesson between me and Y/N.” Jimin chuckles towards the camera while he waves at the camera. You joining him.

“Wow they really don’t want us to go!” Jimin giggles at your comment still waving. Covering the camera you kiss him again off camera.

“Back to dancing?”

Kim Taehyung:

“You called me?” Taehyung peeked his head into your live, having a really nice black outfit looking like a million bucks in a casual outfit.

But then again when does he not?

“Wow you look good, whats the occasion?” You spoke out to him, seeing him get a bit flustered and grin. “I just got back with the boys not too long ago. I missed you though.” Taehyung pulled you off the live camera view and kissed you. “Missed you too.” You lowered your hands to his waist seeing Taehyung raise his eyebrows.

“We should go back before they think we are actually fucking.” Taehyung snorts grabbing your hand and shoving you back on the chair you were on. Taehyung joining you with a bottle of some Soju.

Drinks were shared and trivia answers were made that neither of you could answer half the time. The army watching enjoying this a little too much seeing their idols have a fun relaxing time.

“Isnt it Y=MX+B?” You sipped on your wine glass filled with Soju, Taehyung hugging you laughing. “We are stupid.”

“Why are they giving us hard questions? Give us like ‘name Taehyung’s favorite everything.” You snorted actually trying to remember Taehyung’s favorite things. Taehyung turned to you expecting you to answer.

You started to name most such as color, food, artist, game, etc blanking out sometimes before answering again with more favorites of his.Taehyung actually impressed that you paid so much attention to detail about him. It was a nice fuzzy feeling that the alcohol didn’t create.

Knocks were heard from the outside of the hotel room, you got up and wobbled there and saw Namjoon on the other side.

“Uh oh.” You looked at Taehyung and signaled to cut the cameras and end the live seeing a very angry Namjoon crossing his hands. “Alright goodbye army! Thank you for all your support and we love you.” Taehyung quickly announces his goodbye ending tbe live.

“Love birds open the door!” Namjoon bangs on the door, you open the door with Taehyung behind you resting on your shoulder clearly drunk out of his mind.

“Namjoon! What time is it?” Looking for your phone you patted on your pants seeing your pockets were empty. “It’s 3am.” Namjoon grumbles in his sleepwear and walks in to see bottles of Soju empty.

“Go to bed now.” Namjoon points at the bed, seeing you and Taehyung giggle at eachother. Face hot of alcohol and Taehyung blushing stripping off his black clothes before jumping on the bed.

Namjoon chuckling before leaving the room, making sure you locked the door. You and Taehyung shared drunk secrets and some drunk tears but at the end you had an amazing night with the one you missed so dearly.

Jeon Jungkook:

“Y/N! Come on the live!” Jungkook yells from his hotel room, you peeking out of the bathroom door. Your hair wet and your face fresh. Jungkook tilted his head and smiled giving you an indirect sign to hurry up.

“Give me a minute!” You yell out closing the door, Jungkook turning his head back to the camera snickering. “He’s going to be a bit late.” He leans towards the camera seeing the floods of comments pouring in.

“Tell him to come out anyway?” Jungkook read the comment out loud being flushed before shutting it down. “Only I get to see that. You guys get him on stage and what he shows there.” Jungkook winks going back to the comments.

You open the door, running the towel through your hair before setting it down and walking towards Jungkook, wrapping your hands around his shoulders giving him a bear squeeze.

“Baby.” You whisper in his ear kissing his neck. You gave a quick glance towards the comments seeing many “hello’s” and other people freaking out about the relationship.

“What did ARMY want? Hello! Welcome to our vlive. I apologize for showing up a little late.” You rubbed the back of your neck, grabbing a quick chair from behind you to sit next to Jungkook. “How was everyone’s day?” You ask trying to read as many comments before they get pushed away from the other comments.

“What did you plan to do this live?” You ask Jungkook turning. He was playing with his playlist deciding what music to play. “Hmm I wasn’t quite sure.”

“How does Jungkook’s lips taste?” You read widening your eyes, glancing at his lips before answering “like heaven”. Continuing to try to see the good questions you found another “How does touring with your boyfriend and band member work out?”

You passed on the question to Jungkook. Allowing him to think about the question before answering he finally replies with. “It’s a bit double edge sword, yeah I see him everyday and we are working towards our passions together. But on the downside we can’t really go out or when we come home we are exhausted and worn out.” Jungkook explains while you paid great attention to him nodding along with his points.

“Do you two cuddle?” Jungkook repeated a question.

“Of course I wouldn’t survive without him cuddling me to sleep.” Jungkook chuckled at that question, seeing that how much you two cuddle it’s like you were glued together.

“We should do a cuddle stream.” You suggested the idea seeing Jungkook be turned off immediately, questioning how it would work.

“How would we do that?”

“Like this!” You grabbed him from the couch, draping him over your shoulder while he yells out to put him down. Settling him down on the bed you went back to the camera waving “Goodbye! Have an amazing night and day!” Cutting it off for the day.

tags: @innamjesusipray

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horansqueen · 5 years ago

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You & Me : chapter 13

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

Sequel to AM CONVERSATIONS

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -4.1k -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

- notes: that was the easiest chapter to write so far for this story lol! PLEASE TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL AFTER READING THIS!!!

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Chapter 13 : His chapter

NIALL

I couldn't stop looking at Olivia the whole ride home but at the same time, I felt Heidi glance at me even if I tried to ignore her. I didn't really want my ex girlfriend to sleep home for many reasons. First off, I had to admit that I was a bit pissed by her behavior at the bar. She was drunk, I knew that, but so was I, and although i'm not the type to hold grudges or be pissed over something like that, I couldn't help it. Her words had hurt me, probably because they were true, and I realized that even if she did forgive me, she was still hurt and I couldn't blame her. The other reason was a bit wrong but I had to be honest with myself. I didn't want her around because I couldn't handle myself when she was near. I wanted to kiss her and whenever we were only the two of us, I tried to do it. However, Heidi was there and I didn't want to deal with her mood, her constant invasion of my personal space, and the fact that all I thought about was tasting the mouth of my ex girlfriend all at the same time.

When I turned the lights off, plunging the whole house into darkness, I felt something stir in my stomach at the thought of getting in bed with someone else than Liv while she was literally in the next room. It made me think of all that time I spent without her and I just sighed as I got under the covers. We used to have so many conversations late at night (or early in the morning, if you prefer) and I missed those a lot. It's not that we didn't have anything to tell each other anymore, in fact, I was pretty sure it was the opposite, but we probably just were not ready.

I lied on my back, closing my eyes as a replay for the night appeared behind my eyelids. Those questions had brought back many memories and also many other questions that I wouldn't be able to ask for a while, probably. I had noticed the atmosphere shifting from time to time, too, but the time Olivia tensed the most next to me was when Heidi arrived and I started thinking that maybe that relationship I was in didn't suit me or my life anymore. As I was thinking that, I felt a hand on my stomach and held my breath. I was still drunk and not really in the mood to be touched but it's only when her hand moved down to my cock that I grimaced, slipping my hand under the blanket to grab hers.

"Not tonight, babe, i'm super tired." I just said, pushing her hand away as she immediately brought it back. "My ex girlfriend is just in the next room."

"Come on, it's been so long." she whispered, moving closer to run her lips on my jaw and down my neck. "I miss you, don't you miss me?"

I closed my eyes and raised my nose up with a very low grunt as she pressed her palm on my boxers.

"I'm drunk, we're not alone, we shouldn't do that." I argued again, opening my eyes as she moved slightly away and ignoring her question.

I could barely see her in the darkness as she straddled me and my hands found her thighs quickly before she bent down.

"She's drunk too, so drunk she's probably asleep." she explained in a whisper. "She won't hear anything. We should totally do that. I'll be quiet and I'll do all the work."

I was starting to get excited from the contact of her body against mine and she started rubbing herself gently over me, making me groan again. I was torn, not really sure if I should go along with it or push her away one last time but I decided that I wanted it, and I didn't want to argue.

"Okay, but be quiet." I gave in. "Don't wake Liv up."

It was not so much about not waking her up, and more about her not hearing us doing something that in reality, I wanted to do with her and no one else. I was not sure why I didn't want her to hear Heidi and I have sex, it's not like she didn't know we had from time to time, or like she didn't have sex with her boyfriend also, but somehow, I felt like nothing good could come out from that. Yea, I had tried to make her jealous in the past, perhaps I even still did sometimes, but most of the time, that was not what I wanted at all. I never thought making someone jealous could bring them close to you. In fact, most of the time, I thought it was the perfect way to push them away, and pushing Olivia away was the last thing I wanted.

Feeling Heidi pull my boxers down took me out of my thoughts and I realized she was already naked. She took one of my hands and brought it up, brushing my fingers on her skin and when she sat on my dick, it made me realize I was already hard. I tried to relax, squirming slightly on the mattress to get in a better position, and closed my eyes, letting my hands rest on her thighs as she started moving over me. It made me think of the last time I got a proper release by myself and I held my breath. I could still feel the stream from the shower falling on my head and the water run down my face as I kept jerking off. It hadn't taken my too long to cum that time but I was not sure it would be the same thing tonight. Since when was masturbation better than sex? Perhaps it was only because of the alcohol and tiredness but I doubted it and pushed away that thought.

The first time Heidi whimpered, I let it go but the second time, she did it a bit louder and I opened my eyes, raising my eyebrows. I could see her a bit better in the darkness now and I noticed her parted lips and closed eyes as she moved over me. It was hot, I knew it was, but I couldn't seem to focus on that.

"Shh." I just said very low as she pretended not to hear.

I waited a few more seconds and this time, she moaned even louder as her movements became quicker. I brought my hand up, pushing my fingers very slightly over her mouth but somehow, it made her moan again. I felt something twist in my chest and took my hand back, hoping she was done but instead, she did the opposite.

"Oh, fuck, Niall!"

I gripped her hips to stop her from moving and her eyes finally met mine as I shook my head, making her frown.

"What are you doing? I said be quiet!"

She smirked and bent down to press her lips on mine but I didn't answer the kiss. I just couldn't. I was getting annoyed and I felt like she knew exactly what she was doing.

"Don't be like that." she replied, sitting up again before moving her hips more, grinding against me. "I know you love that, I can feel it."

I didn't answer and she started fucking herself over me again and this time, the moan she let out, followed by my name, made my heart jump in my chest. There was no way this hadn't woken Olivia up. Swiftly, I gripped her waist again and turned her around to lay her back on the mattress. It felt like a relief when my cock was free again and I moved closer to her face with a frown.

"It's not funny!" I let out right before we both heard a loud 'bang'. "Fuck!"

Quickly, I pushed the covers off of me and pulled my boxers up before rushing out of my room. The guest room's door was wide open and the room itself was empty. I just walked by it and reached the front door quickly, opening it as my head moved in all directions, my eyes scanning around. She was gone, there was no doubt about it, and I suddenly felt of the verge of tears. I was not sure if it was out of pain or out of rage but I rubbed my eyes quickly and turned around, slamming the door and making a loud noise again just as Heidi appeared, wearing my shirt. The sight made me even angrier and I brought my thumb and forefinger on my eyes, pushing slightly on them with a groan.

"You fucking did this on purpose!" I yelled, shaking my head. "Why the fuck did you do that?"

"Excuse me? You were there too, remember?"

How was I supposed to tell my girlfriend that I knew she did that only to hurt Olivia and that it pissed me off so bad I wanted to grab my stuff and go, leaving her alone in my own house? I shook my head again, trying to calm myself down, slipping my fingers in my hair and gripping it tightly. What was I supposed to do? Run after her? Call her?

I groaned without an other word and walked to my room, grabbing my phone, a pillow and pulling on a blanket roughly before getting back in the living room. Heidi stared at me the whole time and after I was laying down and motionless, she sighed loud.

"Fine, be like that." she just replied. "Goodnight."

I let the air out of my lungs only when I heard the door of the room close but even after what seemed like an hour, I still couldn't fall asleep. I couldn't push the guilt and the anger away and I couldn't help but wonder where Olivia was and how she was feeling. I took my phone and stared at our conversation until the screen turned off again and sighed, putting it away. It was too late to text her and I also needed to give her some time to cool down but it was a challenge not to try to communicate with her and I was not sure if I should wait until she reached out to me. After an other hour, or at least that's what it felt like, I got up and walked back into the guest room, closing the door behind myself and sitting down on the bed. I frowned when I noticed something on the floor and bent down to grab it. It took me a few seconds to realize it was a skirt and my eyes dropped to the floor again, noticing her shirt and a pair of panties. I took every piece of clothing I found and put it on the night stand before laying down in bed, wrapping the blankets over me. I kept glancing at the panties on top of them and without thinking, I grabbed them, opened the drawer and put them in. I felt my head throb and finally chuckled at how stupid I was before turning back and try to get into a comfortable position.

My heart skipped a beat when I realized the pillow smelled like her and I pressed my lips together. She stayed in bed for what? Half an hour, maybe? And the sheets already smelled like her? Someone was clearly up to torture me and I pressed my face in the pillow, inhaling again but making sure I didn't exhale too much, not wanting to alter the scent. I couldn't stop thinking about her panties in the drawer, as if she had left them on the floor to tease me, even if I knew it was clearly not the case, and I remembered that I was actually having sex not so long ago and didn't really have time to get an orgasm. I held my breath at the thought that had flashed in my mind and shut my eyes tight. No, I couldn't do that. I couldn't just jerk myself off again to the thought of my ex girlfriend, it was getting a bit ridiculous and I just groaned low, turning around in bed and grabbing the pillow to hold it against me. I would never get over that scent. Honey and vanilla. Nothing else smelled like her. No one else was her.

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I spent the whole next day waiting for Olivia to message me or call me, if only to get her clothes back or something like that. I barely talked to Heidi and somewhere in the middle of the afternoon, she had left, taking a heavy load off my shoulders. It was easier to think when I was alone and I ended up eating dinner by myself while watching tv. Around 9pm, however, I was starting to feel like shit, and also a bit angry. It was a different angry than the night before but I didn't understand why she didn't even try to message me. Why was she giving me the silent treatment? Did she think I should be the one calling her first, even if she was the one who left my place in the middle of the night?

On an impulse, I almost jumped off my couch and walked back to the guest room, taking her skirt and her shirt to bring them back to her. I put them in a random bag, grabbed my phone and keys and drove until her place, glancing from time to time at the bag on the passenger's seat, wondering if I should have brought the panties too or not.

When I got out of my car, I noticed Louis' car was not there and turned my key chain on my fingers before pushing it in the pockets of my shorts and walked quickly to the door, ringing the bell. I heard a loud noise and a curse word and my lips curled despite myself at how clumsy she was. She had probably bumped into something and my theory ended up being right when I noticed she was rubbing her arm when she opened the door. Her facial expression changed and her lips parted as I glanced at them.

"Hey, can I come in?"

She breathed in and licked her lips, shaking her head slightly.

"I don't know, Niall."

"Please?"

After a few seconds, she just sighed and nodded, moving away to let me inside. I stepped in and turned around just as she was closing the door and when she stood in front of me, I handed her the bag.

"You forgot this last night."

She took the bag gently and looked inside before her eyes met mine again. She seemed uncomfortable and I was not sure why so I just stood there and waited. She put the bag on the couch and I couldn't help but follow her as she remained silent. I had so many things to tell her, so many questions to ask, and I swallowed hard as she tried to avoid my eyes.

"Why did you leave in the middle of the night?"

Her head snapped up and the anger I saw in her eyes made my heart jump in my chest. She frowned and her lips parted again but it took her a few seconds to answer. She scoffed and rolled her eyes before rubbing both her hands on her face.

"Are you serious? Are you really asking me that?" she let out rudly, taking a step closer to me but continued talking when she saw I wouldn't answer. "You were.. having sex with her! In the room right next to mine! You were... and she was... moaning and..."

She stopped talking and turned around but I could swear I had seen her face twist into a painful expression. I quickly walked to her and put my hand on her back but she turned back to me, pushing my arm away.

"Don't fucking touch me!" she screamed as I took a step back. "You were having sex with her! While I was... Do you fucking know that I heard it? I heard her and I heard you and, I had all these fucking images in my head..."

She seemed on the verge of tears and my heart jumped in my chest, forcing me to swallow. I had guessed that she had heard, of course, but I didn't know if it was because she was hurt or angry and apparently, it was both. I suddenly felt even closer to her knowing that we both felt the same thing at the same time. I was hurt too. I had been hurt ever since I found out she was marrying an other man and at the same time, I was angry, even if I felt like I had no right to be.

"She's... my girlfriend." I let out stupidly, regretting it immediately. "I'm sorry you heard I mean..."

"She did that on fucking purpose! She invited me to sleep at your place just so she could prove to me that you were hers, that you belonged to her, and that you were fucking horny for her!" she yelled again as I noticed she was tearing up. "But the worst is that you actually went along with it! You could have said no, you could have pushed her away! But you had to do it didn't you? You had to show me how happy you are without me! How much you love her and not me! You had to fucking rub my face into it the same fucking way you did with all the fucking girls you shagged when we were teens!"

I had no idea how she had reached to that conclusion but it made me frown and I shook my head quickly.

"What? No!" I argued. "Liv I didn't know you loved me back then and I never rubbed anything in your face!"

"Leave, Niall!"

She threw her hand in the air and rushed to the hall. I heard the bathroom door close and lock roughly without having time to react and I closed my eyes with a sigh. She probably had given a lot of thoughts to all of this, just like I had the night before and the thoughts in her head didn't make any sense anymore. I walked slowly to the bathroom and leaned my forehead against the door, my palm pressing against the wood.

"Olivia, please, petal." I let out in a soft tone after a few minutes. "Open up, we need to talk."

I could hear her sob on the other side of the door and it hurt me more than I could explain. I just wanted to take her in my arms and hug her close until she'd feel better but I couldn't and I breathed in again.

"I'm so sorry, Olivia." I apologized in a whisper. "I promise I didn't want to hurt you. I promise I didn't do that spitefully, or to show you anything. I didn't even want to do it but she insisted and I was drunk, and tired, and I thought it would... I didn't want to argue so I sort of... let her.."

I sighed again, realizing how stupid my words sounded despite the fact that they we true and she didn't answer. After a few more minutes, I sat down and leaned the back of my head against the door. I was determined to stay there until she'd get out and I just brought my knees up and closed my eyes.

"Do you remember that time we had sex at Louis' while there was a party downstairs?" I let out low, feeling my heart skip a beat at the memory. "Our first time next to the Christmas tree. That time we just fucked in the staircase after one of my radio interviews. I think about the sex we had on a regular basis. No other girl do it like you. I tried to find that kind of sex after I broke up with you but, nothing compared. And now you're giving that kind of sex to your boyfriend instead."

Silence.

"Having sex with Heidi feels like having sex with Maya. Or having sex with pretty much any other girl I randomly met or whatever. It feels drab. I mean yea, the release is good, but the whole process only feels like a way to reach a peak. With you, it was different. The whole time was good. Everything was exciting, from the first touch to the last. I'm not gonna get that with anyone else." I sighed and passed my hand in my hair. "I miss you."

I held my breath when I heard the lock and quickly, I got up, waiting impatiently to see her face again. She appeared, her eyes red from crying. She was looking up at me through her eyelashes and I felt like shit for making her so sad. Her lips parted and I held my breath, waiting to hear her voice.

"Maybe it was a bad idea to get back in each other's life, Niall." she just said, walking past me, going along the hall.

I was shocked by her words. It was not at all what I had expected and my eyes opened wide before I frowned.

"It was not a bad idea. Olivia, it was a great idea!" I argued, shaking my head as she stopped, turning around to face me again. "Didn't you listen to what I said?"

"Oh I did." she replied quickly. "I understand that you lust me, for a reason I don't get. Or that... you want me to a certain extent. I get it, Niall."

"No you don't." I let out stoically. "I need you, Olivia. In my life. I need you."

"You've been away from me for over a year Niall I mean," she sighed and threw her arms limply up before letting them fall back on her sides. "Why are you trying to save this friendship?"

I felt the words stuck in my throat and I knew they wanted to get out. I swallowed but it was so hard that it started hurting physically.

"Because, okay!" my voice was louder and impatient and I rubbed my eyes quickly.

"Because what!?"

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU OKAY!?"

Her jaw dropped, her pretty thin lips parting in surprise, and all I could hear was the thumping of my heart hitting the inside of my chest and asking to escape. She was there, in front of me after so long, and I finally admitted to her that I still loved her.

"You..."

"I love you Olivia! I never stopped! Not a fucking second!" I added a bit lower. "I loved you when I was with other girls, I loved you when I was traveling around the world, and I loved you when I was home alone. I love you and I can't fucking get you out of my head. I think of you when I wake up and before I fall asleep. For fuck's sake I dream about you all the fucking time!"

I watched her as she teared up and pressed her lips together, trying not to sob. She brought her hand over her mouth for a few seconds, her eyes never leaving mine, and I just waited, motionless, standing in front of her.

"Real love?" her voice was soft and unsure and my heart seemed to relax for a few seconds.

"Real love." I nodded slowly. "You're everything to me."

I didn't see it coming but suddenly, she rushed to me and got on her tiptoes, slipping her hand behind my neck and pulling my face close to hers. When her lips crashed against mine, I felt something explode inside my chest, like it was the accomplishment of a lifetime, like everything I had lived in the past year was worth it just to get this specific moment, like my life finally made sense. My hands found her waist and I pulled her closer, her body flush against mine, and I finally deepened the kiss. It was a bit raw but the taste of her mouth after so long was so good I never wanted her to pull away. Her lips glided on mine easily and I wrapped my arms tight around her body to keep her close. Her lips remained against mine when we finally stopped kissing and I kept my eyes closed, trying to live this moment completely before whispering again.

"Real love."

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lovely-teeztaetae · 5 years ago

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PART ONE HERE! Close i

Originally requested by lovely reader @hongjoonshoe And requested by many lovely anons~

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“But seriously, we have to watch it together. And I literally turned down Jungmin for you guys, so now we have to go see this movie.”

“I don’t know, I have a pretty weak stomach, what do you say Y/n?”

Hearing my name immediately snapped me out of my thoughts.

“Sorry, what?” I asked shaking my head.

“We were talking about going to see The Last One tonight.” Mai said twirling her loosely curled hair.

“Oh, um, sure.” I responded with a small smile.

“You alright Y/n, what’s on your mind?” My other friend Anza asked. Just as she said that, I had another flashback of the previous week.

“Because my heart still feels that same way towards you, as it did the first day we met.” I cried, more like yelled towards Wooyoung. His eyes softened and he reached out towards me again.

Just as I turned around to leave, Hongjoong quietly knocked on the door before peeking through.

Seeing Hongjoong’s concerned face only made me cry harder as I rushed out of the door and down the stairs of their house.

I ran outside to my car, and reached down in my pocket and felt no keys, realising they probably fell in the house

“Crap, really Y/n?” I mentally cursed myself, before walking back into their house house. But the second I walked in, all I heard was yelling.

“-you know, I remember you talking about it, and I tried the hardest I could to forget it, but for you to take it this out of control?” Hongjoong spoke sternly to Wooyoung.

“I’m sorry okay?! I didn’t mean to hurt her like that, I, I-“

“Wooyoung, what did you expect?!” Hongjoong asked again.

“Why are you so upset anyway, she was my-“ I heard Wooyoung pause.”

After that, all I could hear now was silence, and with no one answering, I took this as an opportunity to get my keys that were sitting on the higher step of the stair case.

“You wanna know why Wooyoung?” Hongjoong asked.

“You brought Y/n around so much, that I started to develop my own feelings towards her, and now because of you, she’s not gonna be around.” I froze at Hongjoong’s words.

Hongjoong having feelings for, me?

How did I never notice, was I that blind?

I mean, I never really looked at Hongjoong like that, but even I’ll admit, what’s not to like?

Hongjoong is handsome, respectful, a hard worker. And overall everything a person could ever want in a guy.

It’s just that, I’d never get that rapid beating in my heart when I was around him, at least, not like I did for Wooyoung.

After that, I quickly walked up the few steps and grabbed my keys.

Before I left this time, I made sure to lock their door, so that I wasn’t tempted to walk back through it again.

“Earth to Y/n/n.” Mai exclaimed, and once again my daydreaming came to an end.

“Um, yea, yea sorry, I want to go see it too.” I said with a smile, this time a more genuine one.

“Alright well, we can talk about it after our classes, it’s almost 2:30.” Anza pointed out as her and our other friend Lyn stood up.

“We’ll talk to you guys after class.” Lyn said with a small smile, and the two left Mai and I alone.

“Well, class is gonna start soon, maybe we should head on-“ I stopped mid sentence when I looked over and saw Mai starring at me.

I confusingly looked behind me to see if she was starring at something in the distance, but all there was were other campus kids finishing their break period.

“Uh, are you alright Mai?” I asked waving my hand in her face. Her gaze only softened a little and she began to talk.

“Yea, Im just trying to read your thoughts, you’ve been acting funny.” She said quietly, tapping her long painted nails across her cheek.

“I know I have a pretty good sense of humor.” I said with a wacky smile. Mai rolled her eyes with a small laugh.

“Not like that Y/n.”

“I-“ I didn’t really even have anything to say. I knew I was acting different. The person that I used to talk to more than my own sibling, didn’t really ever want anything to do with me. Besides use me for the good things that came along the way, like Aura.

“Mai come on, class is starting.” I said for the last time, grabbing all of my books and heading towards the crowded entrance.

“Wait up Y/n!”

“Alright everyone, make sure to study this week, next weeks test shouldn’t be that challenging if you take the time to look everything over.” Every student began to stuff their things into their bags, ready to go home for the week.

I threw my bag over my shoulder and made my way out the door, and was quickly met my Mai who was already at the entrance.

“You ready for The Last One?” She asked in a mockingly spooky voice, running her fingers up my arm earning a chill from me.

“Yea, I forgot about that.” I chuckled.

“Oh, also, Jungmin wanted to know if he could bring a couple friends?” She said shyly.

My eyes squinted in confusion.

“I don’t recall him coming in the first place.”

“Well, I just felt super super bad and told him he could join us if he wanted to, I’m sorry!” She said in a dramatic tone. I only rolled my eyes playfully in response.

“I’m fine with it as long as everyone else is.” I responded with a small smile.

The four of us began to walk to the theatres entrance, and I was beginning to get excited at the thought of doing something other than being cooped up in my dorm, alone.

After that night, I got home and Aura still wasn’t back. And so I took all of her clothes and gathered them together, along with all of her extra belongings.

“Y/n what are you doing?!” She asked just like Wooyoung did. I kept moving her stuff and began to get even more upset.

“This is my dorm Aura, that I’m paying for, alone!” I stated, while she was trying to put all of her things back.

“So you thought I wasnt gonna find out?”

“What are you-“

“Don’t play stupid Aura, Wooyoung tried the same thing.” My heart wrenched after saying their names together, and the sudden burst of sadness made me even more determined to have her out by tonight.

“Y/n it was nothing serious.” She said in a calm voice. I stopped what I was doing and began to think. It’s nothing to her, while I’m carrying a heavy weight on my heart.

“Aura, Wooyoung is waiting for you at his house. And I don’t recon I have to tell you the address, you probably know it by heart.” I cried while sitting on my bed.

Aura’s eyes softened as she made her way towards me.

“Y/n-“

“I don’t care Aura, just get your stuff and go to him.” My words came out much shakier than intended.

I sat looking down as I heard swift shuffling all throughout the small dorm room, and soon enough the sound of a door closing.

“Guys look!” My eyes quickly snapped towards the direction Mai was pointing in, and there I saw Jungmin alongside Yeosang, San, and a couple other guys I didn’t know.

I knew that Yeosang and San were friends with Wooyoung, but I never really talked to them, and so I was hoping they didn’t recognise me.

“Hey girls.” Yeosang smiled in our direction, causing all of his other friends to look as well.

He began to give everyone hugs, and when it came to my turn, I tensed up a bit at the awkwardness. Wasn’t this guy super shy?

“Don’t worry about the tickets either, we already paid.” He said smiling down at me, to which I returned with a dorkish one.

“And the movies also gonna start in like 5 minutes.” San said while checking his phone and showing us the time that read 11:23 p.m.

“Alright everyone, lets head on in.” One of Yeosang’s friends yelled said as he came walking in our direction with popcorn candies and soda.

We all started walking towards the entrance when Jungmin spoke aloud.

“Oh yea, our friends in the bathroom so, could someone wait for him so he knows which auditorium we’re going in?” He said with pleading eyes. I wasn’t in the biggest rush and agreed.

“I’ll wait.”

“Why not let one of the guys wait-“

I cut San off before he could finish his statement. My heart fluttering slightly as he seemed like a gentleman.

“It’s alright San, I want to wait.” I responded with a smile. He smiled back before responding.

“Alright, remember it’s auditorium 5, thanks.” He nodded my way before catching up with the already gone group of kids.

I sat leaning against the wall, focusing on all of the abstract designs on the wall, and stopping when I reached one couple.

My shoulders slumped as I saw them talking sheepishly to eachother, and I recognised the two of them as Wooyoung and Aura.

I frowned and began to play with my feet.

“Don’t worry, it’s better that way.”

I jumped in surprise at the voice from behind me and saw Hongjoong by my side watching the ‘couple’ as well.

“Hongjoong?” I spoke with a bewildered look on my face. He looked at me and smiled.

“Hey Y/n, sorry I didn’t mean to scare you, I just wasn’t expecting you to be there.” He laughed.

“Oh well, are you perhaps here with Jungmin?” I asked raising my brow.

“Yea, why, are you seeing The Last One too?” He asked excitedly, making his way down the long hall. I followed close behind.

“Uh yea, our friends all came together in a group.” I said with a small smile, catching up to him.

Hongjoong looked from my shy gaze to his feet.

“Hey Y/n, I’m really really sorry about what happened.” He said playing with the ring in his finger. I looked up at him with wide eyes.

“Hongjoong do not be sorry, it wasn’t you’re fault-“

“But I knew about it, and you ended up getting hurt in the end Y/n.” He said in a more stern voice. I looked at him with a sad gaze.

“Hongjoong.” I started, grabbing onto his shoulders and stopping him from going further.

“He’s your best friend, you shouldn’t feel bad for not ratting him out.”

He looked into my eyes looking for any false hope, but only found sincerity.

“I just, can’t help but feel bad, I’m sorry.” He said with cloudy eyes.

“You know what Hongjoong?” I asked sternly. He looked at me with wide eyes, surprised by my now loud daminor.

“We’re going to go in there with our friends, enjoy that rip off scary movie, and stuff our faces with candy and soda.” I said loudly, grabbing his hand and rushing towards the auditorium as I heard the scary music begin to play.

I heard him chuckle from behind me, and it already made me feel better.

“That’s the creepiest movie I’ve seen in a while.” San stayed louldly to the group.

“It was pretty creepy, and I can tell you definitely got a good scare out of it.” Lyn said pointing towards San’s hoodie that had soda splashed on it from a jump scare.

He playfully rolled his eyes as the whole group of kids laughed at him.

“I enjoyed it, what about you two?” Anza asked looking back at us two walking further behind.

“I liked it, and by the look on Hongjoong’s face half the time I’m pretty sure he enjoyed it too.” I laughed, looking up at his still shocked face.

“I just can’t believe it ended like that.” He said shaking his head.

I looked up at Hongjoong and got reminded of what I heard him say the other week, and for some reason, it gave me a boost of confidence for my next statement.

“Maybe next time we could watch a comedy movie, that way you won’t be hanging on me everytime there’s a creaky noise in the movie.” I joked.

Hongjoong stopped walking and his eyes looked at me with a twinkle in them.

“Like, a date?” He asked bewildered.

I smiled in return.

“Yea, ya know, just a little get together. We could catch up.”

“Well in that case I’d be up to watch anything you want.” He blushed.

We all were mere feet from the doors before Anza stopped in her tracks, turning to face everyone.

“I need to use the bathroom.” She said handing Mai her purse and trotting over to the ladies room outside of the theatre.

“You know, I’m gonna go on ahead and go too before we leave, but wait here, I wanna walk you out.” He said holding a finger up.

I laughed before nodding my head.

“I’ll be waiting in the same place.” I said leaning up against the wall and opening my phone, reading the time that said 1:21 a.m.

I was scrolling through my phone when I got a message from Mai. I opened it and immediately burst into laughter, seeing as it was a video of San seconds before he spilled his drink.

I heard Hongjoong coming back out and kept the video opened, ready to show him.

“You thought you were scared? Look at San’s face-“ I froze and my eyes slowly widened.

Hongjoong wasn’t standing in front of me, instead there stood,

Jung Wooyoung...

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writers-hes · 6 years ago

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five years.

hello! here is the first part of a five part series called “five years”. it’s inspired by an article i read in the new york times. i really recommend/suggest you read it here.

five years -- year 0.

in which harry and you meet for the first time.

WARNING: unedited.

contains: fluff !

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“Danny!” Harry yelled as he saw one of his mates from his English classes. Harry was currently a psychology student, set to graduate in a few months. He was well known around the campus for being loud and kind to everyone. He was a part of humanitarian orgs and liked coffee a lot. He was usually hanging out at The Bean, a small coffee shop near uni. To him, The Bean was his second home. In fact, Angela, the pretty barista already knew his usual order. Harry tried to ask her out on a date and they went out for one date only to realise that it was weird, seeing as they treated each other like how siblings do.

“Hey, Harry! Nice to see you,” Danny greeted back. Danny was Harry’s classmate in a couple of his Psychology classes. He was tall and lanky. He had shiny black hair that he dyes every other month. He wore thick-rimmed glasses because of his bad vision. He was also Harry’s best friend in uni. He and Harry liked to study together because Danny always had the complete notes and Harry always had something else to say that would make the subject easier to understand fro Danny.

“I already ordered myself some coffee, by the way.” Harry said as he motioned to his glass tumbler. “You can go ahead and order something that you like I’ll wait out here,” he added. Danny nodded and walked towards Angela. He ordered two cups of coffee—one caramel latte and one homemade milk tea. He paid and waited for his orders and went back to his table with Harry.

“Uh, is someone else coming?” Harry asked as soon as he saw two reusable glasses of caffeine.

“Oh, yeah. I’m sorry I forgot to tell you, H. My friend is coming over. She’s a Lit major and she’s picking up some of the books she lent Zo,” Danny said. He laid the milk tea down and took out three books from his backpack, all collections of poetry from Charles Bukowksi, Oscar Wilde, and Ocean Vuong.

“So you buy her a drink, huh?” Harry teased, taking a sip of his coffee.

“Nah, not really. It was Zo who told me to buy her a drink,” Danny rolled his eyes. “He didn’t even give me some money for it,” he grumbled.

“Don’t worry, Dan. I’m sure you’ll get something else later!” Harry joked and laughed. Zo was Danny’s boyfriend for two years. He was also taking up Lit and met Danny through one of their English classes.

“Shut up, Harry!”

———

“Say, what time is Zo’s friend coming over?” Harry asked. It’s been forty-seven minutes since Danny arrived. The ice from the tea Danny got her condensed. Harry stared at the layer of water separated from the layer of milk and tea.

“Uh, not sure,” Danny said, looking up from his notes. “I told her that I’ll be here for the whole day and she said that she’ll be here after she’s done with her classes.” Harry nodded and went back to reading his notes. He wondered who could it be. Zo and Danny never really mentioned that friend…perhaps they were new? It’s not like Harry loved to be nosey—it’s because the milk tea was starting to deteriorate and it’s so damn annoying.

“So, are you letting her drink that?” he said, pointing at perfectly good drink forty five minutes ago.

“Don’t know. Might drink it myself. You can have it if you like, I’ll get her a new drink.” Just then, Danny’s phone let out a ‘ping’. “Ah, she’s outside. I’ll just text her to come in here,” Danny said, typing for a few seconds on his phone. The door opened seconds later and there was you.

You jogged on to where Danny was sat. “I’m sorry I made you wait, Dan! I had to stop by one of my professors to submit my classmates’ papers,” you breathed.

“It’s alright, misery,” Danny chuckled. “Oh, by the way! This is Harry,” he said, motioning Harry who was already looking at you. You smiled uncomfortably. “Harry, this is y/n, but Zo calls her ‘misery’,”

“Why did you submit your classmates’ papers?” Harry asked.

“Oh, I’m the beadle for my creative writing class,” you replied.

“Where are you going to next?” Danny asked.

“Oh, I’m going to Kismet to study,” you tell him.

“Kismet is closed, didn’t you hear? They’ve been doing some renovations. You should study here instead,” Harry interjected. “Besides, Danny got you a drink from Zo,”

“Oh, uh—is that okay?”

“Yeah. Don’t worry about him,” Danny replied. You take a seat beside Danny and in front of Harry.

“Thanks for the drink, by the way. I’m sorry I’m late,” you whispered to Danny while leaning on his shoulder. You took the cold glass of tea and mixed the water with what Danny really paid for. You took a sip and finished it in seconds, to avoid the tea getting more watery.

You loved to wear sweaters even on summers. You loved to have your hair tied up so your hair wouldn’t get in the way of your clear-rimmed glasses. You had poor eyesight and a bad back. You liked tea and coffee but loved hot cocoa the best. You’re the sweet day on a hot summer. You were welcoming and warm.

“By the way, it was nice meeting you, y/n.” Harry said from across the table.

———

Harry never really saw you after your encounter even though you saw him all the time. You just knew when he was near. He never left your mind ever since you met him at The Bean more than a week ago. You were always watching out for him and the possibility of him bumping into you and saying “hi” made you more alive than caffeine. What was with that curly haired boy?

“So, I heard Kismet is finally open…” Zo said. You just finished one of your classes together and had a four hour vacant.

“Ah, can we go there please? I miss my rose latte,” you pouted.

“It’s not even that good. You just order it because it makes you feel like a Tumblr girl,” Zo chuckled.

“Hey! Not true. I really like the taste! It’s not that sweet and not that strong either,” you retorted while bumping your sides with him.

“You know who would like it? Harry. You met him, yeah?”

“Yeah. I still feel a guilty for making him and Danny wait. Please tell them I’m sorry,” you pouted. Zo smiled at your sincerity. He knew that Harry and Danny didn’t mind—they were literally the most patient people he ever met. Well, not so much for Harry but he’s good enough.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the campus, Harry was rushing to get to one of his majors. He had his textbooks and iPad in hand while speed walking to the designated room. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he mumbled repeatedly. He couldn’t believe he didn’t notice the time. He was too busy catching up with some of his friends from high school who visited. He was zooming past the corridor when he heard a loud ‘hey’. He turned around and saw you with one of his dear friends, Zo, behind him. He lost balance and fell on his butt, his iPad and books lading on the floor.

“Harry!” Zo gasped as he jogged to Harry. “What happened?”

“Was rushing to my psych class and lost balance,” he huffed. You jogged towards the scene and started picking up what fell down.

“Here you go,” you smiled as you waited for Harry to get back up on his feet. He took his stuff from you. He was so red and you couldn’t help but chuckle a little.

“What are you laughing at?” he asked.

“You’re so red! Are you sure you’re alright?” you asked.

“Yeah…happens to me all the time,” he mutters. He looks at his wrist watch and sighed. “gotta go! Say hi to Danny for me, Zo! And it was nice seeing you again, y/n!” he said as he shuffled and power-walked to his next room.

Harry couldn’t believe it. Before he could even ask for your number, you saw him falling down like a wuss. How will you think he’s cool now? It’s not like he fell in a cool way. He groaned and slowly treaded in front of the class room. He entered and thanked the universe because the professor wasn’t there yet. He sat in his usual seat and opened his iPad and got his Pencil when he received a text from one of his mates, Louis.

Louis Tomlindaughter: oi! u wanna go down to niall’s for the viewing party?????

harry: Can’t. I have to study for a major exam tomorrow.

Louis Tomlindaughter: nerd! next time if you say no im gonna go there my fuckin self and drag u smh !

harry: Sorry. Maybe next time.

Louis Tomlindaughter: alright then but if u dont get a good grade in ur exam im gonna tell y/n how dumb u are ! hehehe 🤭

Louis knew that Harry had a crush on you. Right after he met you, he met up with Louis and Zayn for some burgers. He couldn’t stop gushing about how warm and nice you were. He didn’t stop talking about how you offered him half of your chocolate chip cookie. He also didn’t stop talking about how pretty you looked that time in your baggy sweater and clear-rimmed glasses. Louis never really knew you or bothered to. Zayn and you knew each other because you would aways see each other at Kismet. It seemed like you and Harry ran in the same social circle but you just never really met. He didn’t even wanna go to class anymore. He just wanted to go to you so you can finally talk to him without the interruption of academics. When you were at The Bean, you barely looked at each other, too busy studying and highlighting notes. He sighed.

Danny: hey are you going 2 niall’s viewing party l8r???

hairstyles: No. I have a major exam tomorrow.

Danny: u can study w zo! im leaving him alone tonight and u know how he is. he loves study dates because it makes him focus

hairstyles: Oh? Alright. I’ll text him.

cimmamom roll harry: Hey, Zo. I heard you’re studying tonight. Can I come?

Zo: SURE

cimmamom roll harry: Cool. What time and where?

Zo: KISMET AT 7PM !!!

cimmamom roll harry: Okay. See you then! x

Harry really wanted to go to Niall’s viewing party. It was the premier of Stranger Things 3 and he wanted nothing more that to watch it with his friends. However, time didn’t permit him because he had to study. He was so tired, only functioning when there’s caffeine around. The Bean was basically his second home and although he never tried it at Kismet because he was too afraid to try something new, he was looking forward to it.

7 p.m. came quickly and he was outside Kismet, a brown and white coffee place. The decorations were mostly made up of different wood and burlap. The accents were black and the paint was white. There were also little succulents and cactuses littering the shop from the windowsills to the high tables. He opened the door and heard the bells chime. He looked for Zo only to find you sitting at a brown solo couch. Harry decided to go to you first.

“Hey, y/n, right?”

You looked up from your textbook to find the curly haired boy that never seemed to leave your mind.

“Yeah. Hi, Harry,” you smile at him. It seemed like butterflies erupted in Harry’s stomach when you said his name. Your accent made his name sound better.

“Uh, are you going to study with Zo?” he asked. You noticed how slow he talked. He mumbled his words and his accent was thick.

“Well, I was supposed to. But he said he wouldn’t be able to go in the last minute,” you tell him.

“Is it alright if I study with you, then? Was supposed to study with Zo too but I suppose that’s not gonna happen tonight,” He was really hoping that you would say yes.

“Sure! No problem. Just lay your stuff on the table and I’ll watch you stuff while you order,” you tell him, motioning on the empty chair in front of you. Harry nodded and did what you told him too. he said thanks before leaving to get his order.

Zo: thnx me l8er harry ;)

Meanwhile, Harry was freaking out when he saw Zo’s text. He didn’t know he would be alone with you. Sure, Zo and Danny was doing him a favour and all that but—wait. How did Zo and Danny knew he was crushing on you?

“Hello! What may I get for you today?” a blue-haired girl asked Harry once he was in front of the cashier.

“Hi,” he looked at the girl’s name tag, “Rue. What are your crowd favourites here?”

“Well, we got a lot! We have rose latte, apricot tea with aloe vera, grape cheezo tea, brown sugar milk, condensed milk coffee, and ca phe sua. I personally like the brown sugar milk and rose latte. The rose latte is our signature drink,” Rue informed.

“I’ll have that, yeah. Large. I’ll also get two herb and and tomato linguine, please. With buttered bread and extra cheese, yeah?”

“That will be…5.50 for the latte and then…25 flat for the pasta.” Rue said. Harry handed his credit card to Rue and told her to take something for a tip. Rue declined, telling him that it was fine—he was also a student and he didn’t have to. He opted for some loose cash from his pockets instead and put it into the tip jar. Rue thanked him repeatedly before he left the station to go back to where you sat and wait for his orders.

“I hope you haven’t had dinner yet,” he said as soon as he settled himself on the comfy couch.

“Oh, no. Not yet, why?” you asked.

“Because I got you some pasta. It would be foolish of me to get two pastas of the same kind, yeah?”

“Well, maybe you really like the pasta. Who am I to judge?” you teased.

“Not really a pasta man. More of a steak man myself,” he mentioned.

“Ugh. I would kill for a steak right after the exams,” you told him. The past week, you have’t been eating full meals because of how busy you were. Caffeine and instant ramen was your go-to. if you were lucky, you would be able to make a quick stop to McDonald’s and get some nuggets.

Harry’s orders arrived soon after and you thanked him as he handed the red sauced pasta to you.

“So, what are you studying?” he asked you.

“Not really studying but our final project is to compare two complete different poets together,” you told him.

“Oh? Who did you pick?”

“Bukowski and Wilde. I really love Bukowski and he was my major influence in all of my poems,” you told him.

“I don’t really know him that much but I stumbled upon one of his works before. I think it was Into the Arms of Another? It had those words but I remembered liking it a lot,”

“Out of the Arm of One Love, you mean?” you corrected. “It’s actually one of his more famous works if I’m not mistaken but yeah, I love that poem too,”

“Who’s your favourite poet?” he asked you.

“I really love Virginia Wolfe, Maya Angelou, Ocean Vuong…but for me, Bukowski would always take the cake. The way he writes his poetry is so direct and sad. The emotions are very violent and I just really love him,” you gushed.

He smiled at you. What was with you that pulled him? Is it your intellect? Or is it because you were so damn beautiful?

“If it’s okay with you…can you show me more of his works?” he asked you. Harry surprised himself. He never really liked reading but he was suddenly so interested in what you were interested in. For you, the stranger he met two weeks ago, he was willing to read some poetry so he wouldn’t look like such a dummy. He never really liked changing for other people but what was with you?

“Yeah, of course! You can have my number. We can talk to each other there,” you told him. You wrote your number on a scrap paper and gave it to Harry. You surprised yourself. You never did this to other guys so what was with this lanky boy with good fashion taste? He took the paper from your hands and the soft touch of your skin to his was a shot of electricity between the both of you. You both immediately pulled away, shocked.

“Erm, yeah, thanks,” he muttered. you immediately go back to the books you were reading and he opening his psychology textbook. He fished for his pencil case inside his bag. He took his pink highlighter and started to highlight terms. You sat in awkward silence for a little bit but it soon turned into a peaceful silence. You may have talked less but you were enjoying each others’ company.

The cafe soon announced its last call. It was nearing midnight so you both packed up your things. You walked outside the cafe with him in silence.

“Hey, y/n?”

“Mmm…?”

“Where do you live? I’ll take you,” he told you.

“Oh, it’s fine. You don’t need to do anything,” you told him.

“I insist.”

You informed him your address and just like in the cafe, you walked in peaceful silence until you reach your building.

“Here I am,” you announced. “Thanks for the pasta, bye the way.”

“It’s nothing. Hey, you said you would kill for a steak after finals, right? Why don’t I take you out then?” he asked. You smiled at him and nodded. You hugged him and ran to your flat. What was with that curly haired boy with perfect posture?

Harry arrived at his soon after, wondering what the hell was with the girl with bad posture? You wore a pink sweater on your ‘study date’ so Harry painted his nails pink.

#harry #Harry Styles #harrystyles #harry styles fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfiic #fluff #college #styles #fluffy #first date #first meeting

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and-i-uh · 5 years ago

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6? 22? Any other number you wanted to answer?

6- i dont have any stim toys, ive never really delved into that stuff, i was never really given the chance to explore stuff that would help me out with stimming and such. I also dont think i would like stim toys? Maybe i just have to try some but idk.

22- idk any specific songs i stim to. But ive stimmed while listening to mcr, and honestly i just stim to alot of the general songs i listen to. I really like singing along, i think thats a stim of mine, and some songs just listening to them is like stimming (anything with drums and/or guitars)

2- i like blankets a lot. Even if im hot and dont really need one, ill subconsciously grab the blanket on the couch and put it on my lap, and on my bed. There was one day i grabbed a pocket-sized beanie baby and put itin my hoodie pocket, and just knowing it was there made me happy. Also when i was with my friends one of them stuck their hands in my pocket and i panicked and like moved it out of their reach bc i was scared to get made fun of lol, it ended up being fine. I sleep with stuffed animals a lot. I think thats it

3- my school experiences were,,, not fun at all. Theres a lot to unpack there. My schools all had this thing called a “504 plan” or whatever. And it’s supposed to help people with certain disorders/disabilities. Mine only acknowledged my adhd as far as i know. Maybe my anxiety too. Some of the things that were supposed to ‘help’ were moving me to the front of the room, i got extended time to complete stuff (supposedly), extended time on certain tests (which i only saw on the act, literally i got no other extended time to do anything else. And after i got extended time on the act my scores shot up. Imagine the potential if i was given my actual extended time shit) and the meetings were hell. They started to have meetings with me in middle school, sixth grade i think. Having an administrator there, and my parents, and at least one teacher was terrifying to me. I think i cried every meeting. Honestly it felt like an interrogation to me, esp with all the damn eye contact and shit. My dad asked me if i wanted to continue it this year and i was immediately like fuck no nuh uh not happening. And whether or not I actually needed to be in the front of the room depended on the class, teacher, the people in there, but a lot of the time i would just be moved to the front and i would hate it. In eighth grade my math teacher moved me from the back of the room (a favorite seat in that class) to the front of the room in the middle of class for like a week. It was honestly humiliating and the only time i was eventually able to express my opinion on the 504 shit. Actually my freshman math teacher did that too. Ahaha moving on now before this gets too long.

4/5- three negative and positive things about being autistic.

Pros-

(1) i dont really have a chance to not have a hobby. Ive always got an interest to keep me entertained and i like that.

(2) stimming is nice, i like it, im not afraid to let myself stim. Makes me feel better.

(3) im unique and shit. I have a different pov than other people and that allows me to have different ways of thinking. I think outside the box ig. I also have this weird version of confidence and objectivity that I appreciate in myself

Cons-

(1) its hard to feel like i belong somewhere, bc im so different. Im getting better at it but im not good at getting close to people.

(2) i also like,, dont have certain permanence? Like object permanence? A lot of the time i dont really miss things/people unless im somewhere that reminds me of them. Idk if it’s negative really but its something,, even a spin, like bts, i dont really miss them that much until i do. Theyre still very important to me but yeah

(3) people dont really get me the same way other people get other people. And its hard for me to explain it to people. And theres certain people i get more than others. Its weird.

7- people need to give autistics a chance to be heard. Apply the accommodations you “give” them. Dont put them in the spotlight and give them space when needed. We are what you might call “picky” too. Eating, learning, socializing, we have our own things we need to be able to do shit. Learn them. Let us stim. Encourage us to learn about ourselves and remind us that youre there for us. But dont try to help us unless we ask or we actually need help. Dont trigger meltdowns on purpose, stop using the r word even in passing like its not a big deal. Be more than aware of us, accept us, appreciate us. Dont be a bystander.

8- i dont have much experience with meltdowns? I think? If i have i didnt have chances to recover. I had to go back to class or something. Idk how to recognize them in me either.

10- showering. Thats a big thing that even though i kinda need i forget to do. Except during school. I had a whole routine in the morning and i was super punctual. If i didnt shower i would be late, miss the bus, forget something.

12- meat. The way it feels. Disgusting. How do people eat it and not feel like dying? Same with lettuce. Spinach is fine but every time i try to eat lettuce I almost throw up. Bell peppers, pickles, vinegar, mayo, eggs usually, cheese sometimes. Just off the top of my head. One time i tried putting lettuce on my burger, was feeling adventurous, and after biting down i had to just take the lettuce off. Another time, my stepmom (newly married to my dad) made slads for us, and i was skeptical. There was white stuff all over the salad and she wouldnt tell me what it was. I tried eating a little carrot stick thing and almost vomited. Thats when she learned I cannot eat mayo. Even if idk that its mayo i still cant fuckin eat it. She forced me to eat bell peppers one time. Didnt go well at all. At all.

(Not gonna do the spin one bc ive already talked about them and if i do again itll be too long)

15- yes! I only do big stuff(?)(like yelling n shit) when im completely alone. Like if im home alone. Bc i get so loud. Sometimes ill hum in my room or sing to myself in my room though. Its so fun. As for phrases i repeat, ill repeat anything i find interesting. In a movie or song, or even something a friend said. One time my mom said the phrase “tough titty said the kitty but the milks still good” and i went around the kitchen repeating it until she got annoyed. Also sometimes something in the room will have a constant sound and ill like think a phrase to that sound repeatedly. Idk how to explain it lol. Idk if thats echolalia either

16- rocks. Typical i know, collecting rocks. But i just cant help it. I see a rock i like, i pick it up, take it home. I used to collect sticks. And when i was in elementary school, i used to pick shit up off the playground. Beer bottle caps was a favorite. Apparently the school called my mom about it bc they found my stash and thought it was from home and my parents were drinking excessively. 😬 oops

18- introverted?

19- kinda depends. Idk. I really cant tell wow. I would probably say hypersensitive. Just cause i have a ton of sensory issues and a lot of stuff bothers me. Like types of clothes. And how things are resting on my body. Yeah i guess i am hypersensitive.

20- i used to struggle with self love a lot. And sometimes i still kinda do. But in the past few years ive really started appreciating myself and trying to learn a lot about myself. Its going well id say.

21- empathy. Hmm. I think im very empathetic, actually. I can always tell when someone is feeling uncomfortable in a situation. And when i should tell people to back off of them if they wont say it themselves. And im very uncomfortable when theres secondhand embarrassment. And bullying, in something im watching or reading. Yknow, I actually cant watch mean girls. I just. I tried, i had to walk away bc I couldn’t take it. It also kinda triggers me so theres that. Bc of the bullying. But yeah im very empathetic. Otherwise socially im not good at that.

23- nope. Ive got like no support system other than tumblr and online friends. Apparently my dad refused to acknowledge im autistic and hes my favorite parent. Thats his big flaw though. And if i “came out” to him and said it myself he would probably come around. I know hes not completely nt either. My Opa has ocd, so nuerodiversity runs in the family ig.

While making this i got distracted and went on insta for like an hour oops lol

24- steampunk cosplay? Or college dorm tips? The steampunk one was freshman year, and the college dorm one was fifth grade. It lasted well into sixth grade and seventh grade.

#actually autistic #autism #autism acceptance #special interest #ask #spin #spins #autistic

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alienshea · 7 years ago

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And now, for no absolute reason, I will give every Gorillaz song from the main 6 studio albums my rating from 1-10

Self-Titled

Re-Hash: 7.5/10

Bopping tune, 2D doing his own backup vocals make me swoon, Noodle is great as always, no one really knows what the lyrics are but they’re valid

5/4: 6/10

Better than average,not the best song i’ve ever heard but still pretty good, kinda uncomfy with Noodle screaming about someone turning her dad on, drumbeat makes me wanna dance, wished they couldve made the music video

Tomorrow Comes Today: 7/10

The kind of song that gets stuck in your head all day, love the overall sad tone, music video makes me laugh now bc that one murdoc gif, makes me cry when i have depressive episodes

New Genius (Brother): 7.5/10

Love 2D’s voice in it, lyrics hit home a little bit for me, have never skipped this song tbh, overall pretty good song

Clint Eastwood: 8.5/10

I literally know all the words, I love the rap, iconic, there’s a reason it’s popular, Del is everything

Man Research (Clapper): 3/10

oooo boy i’m gonna get shit for this one, i always skip this song, i can’t stand the whole “yeah yeah” thing, the only great part about this song is the “tHiS Is a bReAkFaSt ClUuUuuUB!”

Punk: 6.5/10

gets me turnt, toooooo short, tbh i like any song where 2D yells

Sound Check (Gravity): 9/10

looooove this song, gives me body chills when the drums kick in, love the deep ass voice, overall emo kid bop

Double Bass: 8/10

nice jam, I like listening to this when I do homework or art, relaxing

Rock The House: 8/10

legit makes me get up and dance, great rhythm, music video is beautiful

19/2000: 9/10

amazing bop, gets me pumped, iconic af, first gorillaz song i ever heard and first music video i ever saw, n o o d l e

Latin Simone: 7/10

I don’t speak spanish so i cant really sing along, love the feel of it, will listen on repeat, prefer the english version but im biased

Starshine: 6.5/10

idk I don’t really listen to this one, not a bad song i just wouldn’t play it on repeat or actively look for it, i do like the vocals

Slow Country: 8.5/10

love the feeling this song gives me, kinda like im just floating, super chill song to get high to, have never skipped this song, i like the lyrics

M1A1: 8/10

super fun song to sing along with, honestly the best song they couldve ever chosen to start a concert, he s c r e a m

OVERALL SCORE FOR SELF-TITLED: 7.5 (rounded up)

Demon Days

Last Living Souls: 9/10

absolute favourite song on the album, breakdown gives me chills, constantly changing it’s tune and i love it, the basssss <3

Kids With Guns: 6/10

I love singing the chorus, great song to have in the background, chill af

O Green World: 7.5/10

i love the instrumental of this one, vocals give me chills, kinda wish you could hear the singing more tho

Dirty Harry: 6.5/10

bopping beat, i love the rap part, overall not really the type of song i’d play on repeat but not bad

Feel Good Inc: 8/10

first and foremost the fucking bass of this song is the reason i’m learning bass, chorus gives me chills, kinda overused but i understand

El Manana: 6/10

kind of a meh song for me personally, not a bad one just not the greatest

Every Planet We Reach Is Dead: 9/10

banger, the reason im also learning guitar, vocals are on point, has made me cry before

November Has Come: 7/10

love the chorus, rap is kinda meh for me, i like the beat

All Alone: 5/10

not really a song i listen to, i like the bloopy noises

White Light: 4/10

I always skip this one tbh, better than man research but not by much

DARE: 6.5/10

this song haunts my dreams, its like the best kind of elevator music, on another note you fucking go noodle

Fire Coming Out Of The Monkey’s Head: 7.5/10

I WANNA BE A COWBOY BABY, narrative is really fucking good tho

Don’t Get Lost In Heaven: 8/10

beautiful, usually dont like gospel-esque music but i love this, gives me chills

Demon Days: 6.5/10

not my favourite tbh, meh for me

OVERALL SCORE FOR DEMON DAYS: 6.5 (rounded up)

Plastic Beach

Welcome to the World of the Plastic Beach: 7.5/10

i love snoop dogg, also this song gives me good vibes

White Flag: 5/10

ehhhh not a fan of this one, i usually skip it, i like the orchestra tho

Rhinestones Eyes: 8.5/10

i fucking love this song, great tune great vocals, i never skip it, i even got my boyfriend to start loving this song even tho he doesnt really like gorillaz

Stylo: 9/10

jesus this song, makes my heart hurt, i absoultely long singing along to this, his voiceeeee, bobby womack!

Superfast Jellyfish: 8.5/10

quirky af, i love de la soul in this one a lot, have never skipped this

Empire Ants: 9/10

so beautiful, has made me cry, both of their voices are so soft and lovely ugh

Glitter Freeze: 6/10

starts off strong but when it starts sounding like a drill i usually yeet out

Some Kind Of Nature: 8/10

used to be my favourite until i started listening to the album more, 2d’s part is so soulful omg

On Melancholy Hill: 8.5/10

so sad and amazing, music video is probably my favourite, is me and my best mate’s “song”

Broken: 9/10

ugh beautiful, i know all the words and always sing them loud af, has never skipped this song, honestly is everything

Sweepstakes: 5.5/10

not a big fan, i usually skip this one, not a horrible song just not for me

Plastic Beach: 7.5/10

love it, better at the beginning than the end, still a bop

To Binge: 10/10

WHEEEW BOY, i love this song, its so sad and amazing and gay jesus christ, the best thing murdoc has ever done

Cloud of Unknowing: 7/10

soulful and beautiful, again bobby womack!!

Pirate Jet: 7/10

i love the tune bc it gets me feeling ~spooky~, lyrics dont really make sense but thats okay

OVERALL SCORE FOR PLASTIC BEACH: 7.5 (rounded up)

The Fall

Phoner to Arizona: 8/10

gets me bopping and grooving, great music to play in the background while writing or doing art, my go to for when i draw or need background sound while I relax

Revolving Doors: 9.5/10

OOF, it so sad and it makes me feel things, i scream the lyrics errytime

Hillbilly Man: 10/10

fell in love with this the second I heard it, has been my favourite song of all time for over 2 years now, will never skip it in my life, i yearn to learn the guitar

Detroit: 6.5/10

generally a good happy bop, usually play it as background sound

Shy-Town: 6/10

nice to the ear, i don’t really like the prerecorded vocals of 2D but when Damon sung it live it sounds much better

Little Pink Plastic Bags: 8/10

i love it ugh, relaxing af, will never skip

The Joplin Spider: 9/10

big love for this song, its just soooo goooood

The Parish Of Space Dust: 7.5/10

big cowboy energy, sounds so sweet, 2D’s voice is unnnf

The Snake In Dallas: 7/10

good for when you wanna party but you’re depressed and can only stay in bed, love the little robotic sounds

Amarillo: 9.5/10

i meeeean what can i say, this song is so sad and gay and beautiful, ive cried while listening it this, will never skip

The Speak It Mountains: 7.5/10

this track is really weird and creepy and kind of not a song but i adore it anyway

Aspen Forest: 8/10

beautiful sounds, the piano is so soothing, will play this on repeat while i zone out

Bobby In Phoenix: 9/10

i wanna cry every single time i hear this bobby come back

California and the Slipping of the Sun: 7.5/10

this song so so pretty and i cry every time ugh, he sounds so fed up im sorry pretty boy

Seattle Yodel: ???

what

OVERALL SCORE FOR THE FALL: 8 (rounded down)

Humanz

Ascension: 8.5/10

absolute banger, i get pumped everytime this comes on, skys falling bb

Strobelite: 7.5/10

i used to hate this song but then the music video came out and i tried it again and now i love it dont @ me

Saturnz Barz: 9/10

theres so much i could say about this song ans the mv unf

Momentz: 9/10

banger, i dance like a maniac every time i hear it, will never skip

Submission: 8/10

gives me a good chance to work on high notes, makes my skin tingly

Charger: 8.5/10

2D’s voice is so griity and i can help myself

Andromeda: 8.5/10

I’ve never skipped this song, has made me cry, makes me dance

Busted And Blue: 9/10

has made me cry several times, vocals are everything, will never skip

Carnival: 7/10

is a bop, don’t really listen to it much anymore but it’s alright

Let Me Out: 8/10

i love it, one of my favourites to rap with

Sex Murder Party: 4/10

ehhh dont like this one, i always skip it

She’s My Collar: 8.5/10

i dont want to admit the things 2D’s voice in this makes me wanna do

Hallelujah Money: 7.5/10

hated this at first, grew to love, very soothing

We Got The Power: 9.5/10

gets me FUCKING PUMPED, we do got the power fuckers

OVERALL SCORE FOR HUMANZ: 8.5 (rounded down)

The Now Now

Humility: 8.5/10

summer bop, makes me wanna dance, have never skipped

Tranz: 9.5/10

i love singing along to this bc it makes me feel sexy oops, always screams the lyrics

Hollywood: 7/10

not a huge fan of this but ill listen to it, favourite part is the chorus, also snoop doggy dogg

Kansas: 9/10

oof this song makes me cry, i always scream this

Sorcererz: 7.5/10

ooo them vocals thooo, makes me relaxed

Idaho: 8.5/10

i love this song sm, one of my favourites of all time to sing, i wanna learn the guitar for this

Lake Zurich: 8/10

I love to listen to this while relaxing or writing, makes me wanna dance, COWBELL

Magic City: 8.5

always dancing to this, billboards on the moooon

Fireflies: 10/10

yall saw this coming, i always cry, its so somber, in close competition w HillBilly Man for my all time favourite

One Percent: 6.5/10

only song on the album i would skip and it isnt even that bad

Souk Eye: 10/10

its so gay and sad i love it sm

OVERALL SCORE FOR THE NOW NOW: 8.5 (rounded up)

So after months of me saying i’d rate the songs in order I finally did! Now keep in my the overall scores are averages, my personal rating for each album is:

Self-Titled: 8/10

Demon Days: 7/10

Plastic Beach: 8.5/10

The Fall: 8/10

Humanz: 7.5/10

The Now Now: 9/10

thanks for reading, i did this so i wouldn’t have to write an essay oops! <3

#my post #long post #like really long #this took me 2 hours #gorillaz #demon days #plastic beach #the fall #humanz #the now now #song analysis #album analysis

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alittleranting · 7 years ago

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Yoonseok (Sope) Fanfic

So yeah hey see who had this on her laptop for almost a month and forgot to post it... So here you go, boo. @mysticalkpopper

You hear the rain pouring outside. Great.. really great, it's raining... What am I gonna do now? You'd planned to meet with your best friend Namjoon to have a BBQ. His little brother Jungkook and his best friend Taehyung also wanted to join you. But the guys were whining about the rain and cancelled it. Now you're just sitting in your living room, starring out of the window and whining yourself.. You let out a deep sigh and fall onto your sofa. You closed your eyes and think about that party you read about on a flyer. Initially you didn't wanted to go but it's your best option at this point. At least something you could look forward to. You decided to call your sister, maybe she has some time to come over. You dial her number: "Dawon?"

"Hey Hoseok, what's up?" "The guys cancelled and now I'm bored... Wanna come over?" "Sorry, but no I have to work the late shift today.. " "How come? You never have the late shift, unless..." "Bingo. My coworker bailed out because he wanted to go to a stupid party." "I actually thought of going to on myself..." "Mh ok, have fun then. Listen I have to go back to work but tomorrow I'll come over ok?" "Sure, see ya." "Bye." Dawon ended the call and you put your phone back on the coffee table. Another deep sigh leaves your mouth. You get up and drag yourself into the bathroom. A hot shower is probably the right thing with that unpleasant weather. After you finished you waddle to your bedroom. Still naked you stay in front of your closet. The hell should I wear? I have just too many clothes.. Yikes. Ripped jeans, a green button shirt and your new Balenciaga shoes probably will do it. It was still pretty early so you just put on your clothes and sat back down on your sofa. You scrolled through social media when you get a text from Namjoon.

"Hey Hobi what are you doing?" "Nothing really. I dressed up and think of going to that big party later. U?" "I went to a friend because he wanted my advice on his clothes. Guess he wants to go to the same party. But his type of clothes really aren't my style so I cant really say anything...." "Haha need my help?" "Technically yes but I can't just take pictures of him and send them to you.." "I mean TECHNICALLY you could." "Hobi you know I don't do stuff like that!" "Yeah yeah I get it. Then have fun playing dress up." "Thanks...."

Pfft.. Joon can play dress up with someone but won't grill a fucking steak with me. Guess I have to life with a fake ass bitch as my best friend. AND then he doesn't even send me pictures of that boy. Like come on maybe he has a cute ass.. I WANNA SEE!!!! Damn lucky noone can read your mind.. Your dramatic ass would be so embarrassed.

You take a look on your watch. In a while you could start walking to the location. You would still be one of the first there but then you can get a seat at the bar. You went into the bathroom to put on light make up and check yourself out for the last time. Grabbing your wallet, phone and keys you leave your apartment. You let google maps guide you too your destination and to your suprise there already is a queue. Nontheless you didn't have to wait long. You show your ID to the bouncer and get to enter the club. The room is huge and just a few people stand there in groups and are talking. The music isn't really loud yet so the atmosphere is rather relaxed. Just as planned you got a seat at the bar. You settled in and ordered a beer. After your third beer the club was pretty full, all those people were enjoying themselfs but you sat there alone. You started regretting coming on your own but after today you didn't wanted to mope anymore. Hesitantly you scoot down from the bar stool and make your way to the dance floor. As you start moving with the rhythm you feel you're in your element and lose yourself in the music. You don't even know for how long you danced when your bladder practicly screams at you. You drank six beer by now and your tolernace isn't high at all so you're pretty dizzy and waver to the restroom. Once you're there you look in the mirror. "Wow I look tousled." "Nah, you look pretty cute." A guy you didn't know showed up behind you and playfully slapped your ass while winking at you. He scared the shit out of you and you almost wet yourself. At the pissoir you bump into the guy next to you and murmer a 'Sorry' to him while making eye contact but your eyes didn't stay up there. They wander down to his dick. Mh not bad. Maybe a little small but definitly average.. I could make that work! The dude next to you eyes you. He's clearly uncomfortable with you checking him out BUT you couldn't care less right now. Finally relieved you go and wash your hand. You leave the restroom but not without checking yourself out a last time and fixing your hair. You decide it's better to take it slow so you return to the bar, take a seat again and order a glass of water to clear your mind. Moments later the barkeeper gives you your water and presents you 2 shots along side. "I DIDN'T ORDER SHOTS!" The bartender points to the other side of the bar. You follow his direction and see a young woman. Your eyes meet and she smiles gently at you. Not knowing what you should do you nod to her in appreciation and take a sip of your water. You listen to the music for a while but nothing they're playing at the moment sounds familiar to you. Suddenly you feel a hand on your shoulder, as you turn around it's the pretty girl. "Don't you like liquor?" "WHAT?" "DON'T YOU LIKE LIQUOR?" She pointed to the shots that still set next to your glass. "I DO BUT I DON'T WANT TO GET SUPER DRUNK." "YOU DON'T SEEM REALLY SOBER TO ME." She laughed and took both shots in her hand, handing you one. She clinks the glasses and downs her shot. You follow her. "I'M HOSEOK." "NICE TO MEET YOU. I'M YEEUN." She held out her hand and you shook it. "THANKS FOR THE DRINK. Do you wANNA DANCE?" "DANCE?" "YEAH. YOU WANNA?" You got up and looked at her curious. She shrugged her shoulders and followed you into the dancing crowd. You two had some fun dancing together but at some point she started grinding against you. You try backing up a bit but get shoved into her by the jumping people around you. Yeeun gets really touchy and you feel uneasy. "LISTEN YOU'RE CUTE BUT YOU'RE NOT QUITE... MY TYPE." "I'M CUTE?" Her eyes shimmer and it seems like she wanted to kiss you but you step back and push her gently aside. You rush away from the crowd into the restroom and lock yourself into a cabine. Damn that was weid.I never really attract women so how the hell did that happen!? You take a deep breath and left the room just to see Yeeun waiting in the doorframe for you. "Why you ran away? Wanted to lure me into the restroom? Naughty." "Listen! I don't like girls ok?" "Wait what?" "I'm gay!" "Eum..." Her face turned really red and she left without saying anything else. Puh.. that was awkward... Am I always that weird with people? No, that's not possible, right? I can't recall ever having such a problem with a guy. As you were cought up in your thoughts something else came to your mind. Yeeun spreed the idea in you to also look for someone. You already saw some cute boys and if it wasn't for your bladder you could have been the pray of the guy in the restroom, maybe you can find him again. Walking through the mass you scan the people for someone who seems like a nice match for tonight. After a while you felt like sobering up so you thought getting back to the bar was the best shot for now. You felt like wasting your time, sure you had had some fun but suddenly lying in bed and watching an episode of Adventure Time sounds very temping. You emtied your forth glass and decide that it's time for you to go home. Once again you move through the people heading for the door but before you could reach it a guy walks in. He's wearing tight leather pants and a cute crop top revealing a belly button piercing which matches his earings. He's really cute and the first thing that comes to your mind is: "DIBS!" The guy you were reffering to looks at you with a mixture of suprise and pride. Just then you realized that you didn't thought but spoke it out loud. Your cheeks got flashing red. You wanted to leave the scenery so badly but the guy you dibsed still stood there blockig your way. You ran as fast as possible into the crowed aiming for the restroom to lock you up. You were panicking and the first person you thought of was Namjoon, you needed his help. You figet with your phone needing quite some time to unlock it and finding Namjoons chat. Guess I wasn't sobering up, just thirsty for more liquor. I'm drunk as hell. "Namjoon!!!!!!!!" "I fked up!1!!!!" "Im rlly druk n I yelled dibs at that hot guy that entrt the club.........." "Help!!!!!!!!!!!!" Namjoon didn't take long to reply. After seeing a dozend of cry-laughing smileys he actually send a text message. "Calm down, everything's alright. Yoongi just texted me literally the same, bragging about the fact that his outfit was hot and that some random dude yelled dibs at him." "YOU KNOW HIM!?!????!" "Yes I know him. I told you I helped a friend with his outfit for a night out. That was him. Just talk to him. You can even say that you know me or do you want me to text him for you?" "NO!! Pls dont! Ill tak to him." "OK, have fun, Hobi. And just so you know it: He's gay and on the hunt. ;D" You put your phone away and lean against the closed door. You close your eyes and try to foces. What should I say? How can.. Your thoughts got disturbed by a knocking on the door. "You in there?" "Wh-who's there?" "The guy you just dibsed. Wanna collect your price?" Not thinking twice you rip open the door and just look at the guy who's named Yoongi. "What?" "I mean you called dibs, you look good, so here I am." You still don't move and just look at him with wide eyes. Yoongi sighs and grabs your hand, you don't resist and move along with him to the bar. You refuse to drink more liquor but Yoongi downs 3 shots. "By the way I'm Yoongi." "I know, Namjoon told me about you." "Huh? You know him?" "He's my best friend." "Ahhh you're Hoseok." "He told you about me?" "Of course. Although I'm hurt he never introduced us." "Mh maybe he had his resons. Do you dance?" "No." "But-" "I said no." "Why so stern?" "I- I can't dance." "Have you seen all those people? You really call that dancing? That's just body wiggling." You show him your bright, heart shaped smile and laugh about your own words. Yoongi just smiles at you with gentle eyes. "You know, you seem like a fun guy. Maybe it would be ok to try dancing with you." This time you're the one grabing Yoongi's hand and nevigate him to the dance floor. You start moving your body once again to the rhythm not taking your eyes of Yoongi who just stands there awkwardly. You grab his hand and spin him around until he's laughing. He sounds cute. You put your hands on Yoongis waist because he was dizzy and stumbling all over the place. "ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" "YES. Yes." He seemed to relax beause he started dancing again on his own and you joined him. After a while you grew confident and searched for more body contact. You scoot closer to him and lay your arms around him grinding against his ass. Suddenly you stopped your movement having a deja vu. Just as you wanted to make some space between you two you realize that he leaned into your embrace and moves along side with you. Probably wondering why you stopped moving Yoongi turned around and looked at you with a puzzled expression. You scan his facial features, the soft lips that form a pout, his dark eyes that search for an answer regarding your behavior, the cute nose, his heavy but decent looking make up. You didn't know what came over you but you cupped his face and pressed your lips against his. Yoongi widened his eyes but he didn't pull away. He slung his arms around your neck and traces his tounge over your lips searching for access. You part your lips and let your tounge play with his, due to the alcohol he tastes sweet and bitter at the same time. Lost in each other you just stand there kissing each other. Your hands wander down and grab his ass which feels squishy although he's wearing those tight pants. Yoongi suddenly breaks the kiss. "LET'S GO." With that he starts walking towards the exit and you trail behind him. Once you two are outside Yoongi reconnect your lips. In a short break he whispers into your ear: "Your place or mine?" "Ehm..." Fuck... fuck fuck FUCK. Should I go home with him? Or take him with me? Should I even at all!? I know I wanted to 'hunt' but know that it's at that point I'm not sure. Should I? Your head was spinning. All those thoughts rush through your head and the fresh air just makes everything spin even more. "Hey, are you alright?" "No, I don't feel so good." "Damn should I call you a cab?" "No no it's fine, I'll walk home." "Are you sure?" "Ye-" You couldn't finish your sentence because you vomited. "Sorry.. I can't take alcohol well." "I see..." Yoongi moved away some steps and pulled out his phone. "Hey Joon it's me. You think you could pick up Hobi? He's pretty drunk and I don't want to put him into a cab. - Yes? - OK. - Alright, I'll wait. - Yes, see ya." "OK, Namjoonie is gonna pick you up." "As I heared... Thank you." "No problem." Yoongi trudges around in a circle, repeatedly blowing air in and out of his right cheek. After what felt like eternity Namjoon arrived and put you into the car. "Thanks for looking after him, Yoongs. Should I take you home?" "Nah, I'm fine. I guess I just go back into the club." "OK, see ya." "Bye."

You see Yoongi vanish into the building while you try to smile at Namjoon but it came of more as a sad grin. Namjoon took a deep breath and shook his head. "What were you thinking Hobi? You know you don't take alcohol well.." "I know..." "You're lucky Yoongi knows me, who knows what could have happend." "I know..." He sighs and manoveurs you onto the backseat. You plomp down and curl into a ball. Namjoon gets into the drivers seat and brings you home. Once at your doorstep he pulls your keys out of your backpocket and even brings you to your bedroom. "Can I leave you alone or should I stay with you?" "No it's fine. I'll just lay down and sleep." You let yourself fall face forward into the mattress. You feel how Namjoon takes off your shoes and throws a blanket over you. "I wait until you fall asleep." "Thanks Joonie." "Of course." The bed bunks down beside you and you feel his hand caressing your back and ruffling your hair. Immediately you drift into a deep slumber. When you wake up the next day you take a look at the clock. It's the middle of the day and you kind of want to turn around and sleep some more but you're grossed out by your own smell. Alcohol, sweat and smoke - the holy trinity of a clubs smell. You rise your heavy feeling body from the bed and undress, on your way to the bathroom you grab a fresh pair of boxers and a cozy sweater. Finally under the shower you start to relax. The warm water pouring over your body seems to wash away your sever headache. At least a little bit of it. Now that your head is somewhat clearer you start to think of the previous night. You face palm yourself and lean against the cool tiles behind you. Oh god what the fuck did I do last night... I have to ask Namjoon for Yoongis number so I can apologize or maybe I just should make sure to never see him again so I can't embarrass myself even more.. You finish your shower, quickly dress up and your first instict is to call your sister. "Dawon, where are you?" "I'm on my way to you. Why, do you need anything?" "No. I'm just... stressed." "Tell me, I can hear it in your voice. But I have to rumble some myself so prepare some tea, it's gonna be a long ted talk!" "Oh- ok." Before you knew it she already hung up. You made the tea and didn't have to wait any longer for her to knock. You ripped open the door and fall into her arms, hugging her tight. "Dawooooon... I messed up big times... It's so embarrassing." "Stop whining. When you're like this I almost forget I'm younger then you." "But -" "No but. Just sit on yours and drink your tea. I give you some time to calm down. In the meanwhile just listen to me because otherwise I'm going crazy because of my coworker! I mean yeah he's pretty funny when you know him and he sometimes is a real weirdo but boy.. oh boy you have no fucking clue how annoying he can be. If something happened to him he's going to talk about it FOREVER. If it was something bad he pouts all day and whines about it and if it was something positive he's going to brag about it. But the worst is if both happend. Like something good tuning bad. For example today he was just sitting in the corner not really working saying he was "too upset" because this really cute guy from yesterday messed up or some shit. I didn't even listen. If Yoongi continues like this I'm seriously going to kill him." "Yoongi!?" "Yeah Yoongi, my coworker. Do you know him?" "No. Nononono. NO! Just no." "Hobi what the hell is your problem?" "That's the guy from yesterday.." "What do you mean?" "I'm the one who messed up. I'm the dude he's talking about!" "Wait WHAT?" "I told you I wanted to go to that party and he -Damn it makes sense you even told me your coworker wanted to go to that party..." "Oh god what happened?" "I kinda made out with him, wanted to take him home and vomited in front of him..." "No you didn't." "Yes I did." "Oh my fucking god." "Yup.." "But look at the bright side. You at least made enough of an impression to him so he whines about it to me." "I really don't see anything positive about that." "Didn't you listen to me earlier? He called you cute and was sad that that happened because he really wanted to go home with you." "You think so?" "Yes. Because, like I said, he wouldn't shut up about it." "And now?" "What do you mean 'and now'? You'll fucking talk to him and grab that ass." "Dawon! What the fuck?" "What? I'm maybe younger then you but I'm not an innocent child. Shocking news: I already had sex." "Dawoooon... I know that but I honestly don't wanna think about it." "God, I'll give you his number and you text him." "I don't want to." "Why? You just wanna handle it as a failed flirt? You know the chances of meeting him again aren't that small." "OK... Give me his number. I'll think about it." "Good." Dawon gave you Yoongis number, you drank your now cold tea and talked a little more. The day went by fast and it was already evening again. You texted Namjoon also asking him for advice how to handle the situation but he also just suggested you to talk it out or actually ignore it and hope to never meet him again. You spend the night thinking a lot before you go to sleep.

Almost a whole week past since the night you were out and you still hadn't texted Yoongi. Dawon as well as everyone else around you who by now knew about it teased you. You were almost sure at this point even Yoongi had heared about your stupid behavior. You just came home from work and sat infront of your food. You took your phone out, opened the still empty chat with Yoongi and started typing. "Hi here is Hoseok, the guy from the party last week." You paused and read the sentence again and again, the deleted it. No that sounds stupid... You start typing again. "Hello, I don't know if you remember me but I'm the dude who wanted to fuck you and RUINED IT BECAUSE I FUCKING VOMITED!!!!!!!!!" Yeah really subtile.. definitly perfect.. Damn what should I say.. You deleted it again and took a deep breath. "Hi here is Hoseok. I got your number from my sister, Dawon. Seems like you guys are working together. I wanted to apologize for fucking up. I really can't handle alcohol well. Would be awsome if we could meet up again. Sober this time." You hit send so you wouldn't overthink everything again although you regreted it instantly. OK, now we have to wait and hope for the best. Almost immeditaly your phone was vibrating. "Took you long enough to text me. If you want we can meet up. Mh Dawon.. now that I think about t you two do look very similar. Where do you wanna meet?" OK his text was kinda rude and all over the place but sure... I don't know where.. how about the when? "Yeah I guess we do. I don't have a special place in mind but let's start with the fact when we could meet up." "How about right now?" "OK?" "Good. Meet me in 2 hours at the new mall in the city center." OK.. ok.. okokok don't panic you can do that! Yes you can. I just need to change my clothes. You ran into your bedroom, throughing your working clothes into a corner and standing there once again with a puzzled look, not knowing what to wear. You look for almost 30 minutes before you go with shorts and an oversized white shirt that you tuck in in the front. Before you rush out you put tennis socks, a cap and some random shoes on and grab your essentials. oyu arrive just in time and see Yoongi already standing there at the front door. He seems even smaller then the last time because he's wearing a wide hoodie and skinny, ripped jeans. If he wouldn't have looked into your direction you almost wouldn't have recognized him because the bucket hat he's wearing covers almost his entire face. You approach him with a big smile but he doesn't react. he just sips from the coffee he's holding. "Hi?" "Hey." "I just wanted to say sorry again. I was gross." "It's fine. Shit happens." Yoongi waves his hand, symbolizing you should follow him, what you do. You goes inside the huge building. "My coffee is almost empty. Do you mind if we go grab a new one?" "No sure." You weren't familiar with the building therefore you just trailed behind Yoongi. Both of you didn't say anything. You got nervouse because you asked for this meet up but now it's just kinda awkward. Lost in your thoughts you bump into Yoongi who came to an holt. "Watch your step." "Oh yeah sorry." You look into his face and you think you see him smile a little while he shakes his head in disbeliefe. He orders an Iced Americano while you just grab a bottle of Sprite from the little fridge. Yoongie pays for both your drinks and trails off again. You murmer a thank you and follow him silently. Yoongi walked to a little bench and set down. You two just set there sipping from your beverage. Almost 20 minutes pass when you finally say something. "Soo... Why did you want to meet here if we're just sitting around? Wouldn't a café been more effective?" "Mh. I like the coffee here. I don't visit places I'm not familiar with." "But at some point this place also was unknown to you, wasn't it?" "Mh yeah." "See so you do had to try it first. Wanna be crazy and actually go around the mall?" "You mean strolling around and buying useless stuff? No thanks." "Oh come on." You stood up and held your hand out. When Yoongi wouldn't take it you took his hand yourself and interwind your fingers. "Come on grandpa. Let's have some fun." Yoongi didn't answer but he didn't seem to complain either. When you looked at him to find out what his mood was you saw him starring at the floor. He was trying to shield his face with his hat to hide the fact he was smiling. You thought it was so adorable that he's that shy. After searching for a while you found a little store that had decor and accessoires. You dragged Yoongi inside and let go of his hand to rummage through the shelves. On a little stand in one corner there was a little pink plastice crown, you grabed it and got back to Yoongi. You snatched his hat away and replaced it with the crown. He glared at you and made his infamous pout that Dawon told you about. You couldn't help it but melt. You cup his face and coe at him. "Oh my life you're sooo cute." At a loss of words Yoongi got all shy and blushed like furious. Not thinking about it you kissed him straight away. He melted into your embrance and slung his arms around you. You two got down from cloud 9 when you heared someone behind you. "Ew damn faggots, kissing where everyone can see it. Disgusting." Yoongi looked shocked and didn't seem to dare saying something. You on the other side grew brave when you're angry. "Your face is also disgusting and nontheless do you walk around in public were everyone can see you. So as long as you don't walk around with a paperbag on your head, I'm gonna kiss whoever wherever I want." Grabing Yoongis hand again you turn around and stumb away. You aimed for the exit when Yoongi suddenly stopped you. As you turnt around you saw him pointing to the top of his head. Just then you realized he was still wearing the crown and neither of you payed for it. Luckily there seemed no price tag to be on it or something that could have activated the alarm of the store. You just stood there not knowing what to do when Yoongi started laughing. You hadn't heared him laugh so far and it was contagious. "Damn ok, I give up. You're right I should try new stuff more often. That was fun. I mean did you see the face of that dude? He didn't expect that comeback tho. Damn Hoseok you're cool." Now you're the blushing one and you just smile at him. Yoongi stepped unexpectedly close to you and almsot whispered to you. "Say, do you want to continue were we left off?" "Are you seriously asking that? Of course!" "Then let me ask again: Your place or mine?" "I live almost an hour away from here so probably your place." "I actually also live quite far away.." "Mh.. up to some more new things?" "What do you mean?" You looked around for your destination and quickly found it. "Just follow me." You didn't expect it but Yoongi willingly took your hand in his and interwind your fingers again. He was blushing a little bit and you wanted to kiss him so badly that you hurry to get to the area where the toilets are. You go in the one for disabled people because it's a single stall and further away from the main area then the normal ones. Once both of you were inside and the door was lockes you pin Yoongi against the wall and kis him passionatly. His lips are increadible soft and his body pressed against yours feels just too good. You put one of your legs between his to fixate him in that position but Yoongi uses the opportunity to grind himself on your leg. While your lips were still connected soft moans slip past his mouth. As he was stimulating hisself you feel your own lenght hardening. Seeing Yoongi enjoying himself turns you on. You let one hand wander down to cup his ass while you slide the other on up his hoodie andplay with his nipples. It takes only a few flicks to make him fully moan. He then drops down on the floor pulling your pants down with one swift move, revealing your throbing cock. He pumps his hand up and down and licks over the tip of your dick. Soon enough he replaces his hands with his mouth, sucking you off. "Oh fuck, You're really good." You press his head down and rock your hips forth and back. Yoongi seemed to be encouraged because he bobbs his head even faster on your dick. You were lost in the feeling of his warm and wet mouth around you when Yoongi pulled away. He slid his own pants down. "Please fuck me!" He doesn't have to ask you twice for that. You lift him up and place him on the sink. You shove two fingers in his mouth. "Lube them." While Yoongi sucks on your fingers and lets his tounge play around your fingertips you stroke his little cock.Once your fingers were wet enough you glide both of them into his ass. He grabs onto your arms and inhales deeply. You scissor his ass open, you wanted to be rough with him but not too harsh. Soon Yoongis insides were clenching around your fingers in the hope for more. That's when you replace your fingers with your cock. Yoongi moaned loud and arched his back when you entered him. You placed a hand on his mouth and hold his other hand while you push your whole lenght in. Once you were fully burried inside him you slowly start moving. Fully out and back in. You want him to feel every inch of you filling him up. After a few more thrusts Yoongi closed his legs behind you pushing you deeper. "God dammit, stop teasing and fuck me already!" "As you wish, your majesty." Yoongi was flustered but didn't take down his crown. You kissed him to keep him muffled while your hips thrust into him fast and deep. Yoongi pulls at your hair to keep you as close as possible, enjoying your embrance. The small room fills with hot air and both of you start sweating. Longing for better excess you decide to put Yoongi down and shove him face forward into the wall; fucking him from behind. You play with his niplles and watch his small penis twitch with every delecate touch of yours. You feel the tention building up inside you, so you place your arm around his waist pulling him closer and holding him by his throat pushing his head onto your shoulder while you increase your pace. You can see Yoongis eyes roling back into his head and nothing more then a pleasured whimmer escapes his mouth. You grunt into his ear. "Do you like being fucked like that little prince?" Because Yoongi didn't answer you stopped your movement. He's being needy and trys to move on his own but you hold im thight in place. "Answer me." You place a sweet kiss on his forhead. "Yes. Yes, I love how you fuck me. Please don't stop!" Satisfied with his words you pick up your speed and thrust relentlessly into Yoongi until you come inside him. His warm walls milk your cok and he himself came almost untouched. Yoongi made a mess on the tiles infront of him. He turns around kisses you eagerly. "Wow, we definitly need to do that again in the future." "We can repeat that as often as you want. I would glady fuck your fine ass again." Feeling playful you wink at him and show him a bright smile. Yoongi hits you soft and laughs himself. "You're an idiot." "If you agree on seeing me more often, I may be your idiot someday." "Mh.. you know, I actually kinda like the idea of that."

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NINE PERCENT Zhu Zhengting ‘A Dozen Letters’

In which the dreaded Valentine’s day arrives but instead of being left alone, Ying Yue has to track down her mystery guy.

PAIRING: Zhengting x Ying Yue (OC)

SORT OF A SOCIAL MEDIA ONESHOT (texting and Instagram)

|YING YUE|

Snow crunched against my shoes, my breath exhaling out puffs of white smoke. It was so cold. Yet, my school didn't let us stay home. Stupid winter. Although it looks pretty, frost covering the tree branches bare of leaves, it didn't give me enough motivation to get out of my comfy warm bed.

But of course, my sister had to barge in and wake me up, yelling at me to drive her to school.

Sadly, both my parents took the two cars we had. Instead, I wrapped up my sister and walked her to school, her "boyfriend" meeting with her.

"Happy valentines day!" He yells. My sister giggles and hugs him. I roll my eyes and bid goodbye, not needing to stay here longer.

And now here I am, at the entrance of my school trying to take the excess snow off. Normally, I wouldn't care how the school looks, but today it made my stomach want to hurl. Bleh. Hearts here, red and pink there. This is the day I die.

I quickly text Ha Rin, crying inside.

Ying Yue

don't know where i am

theres too many hearts everywhere

i think i got sent to hell

send help

bitch where you and Eun Jung at

Ha Rin

Lmao

its only one day come on you can survive

we are at ur locker, come here

Ying Yue

im cryin

I walk quickly to my locker, trying to ignore all of the "Happy Valentines day" and couples sticking their tongues in each other's mouths.

I hate this day, I hate this.

Why?

Just bad memories.

Ying Yue

sksksk theres too many couples making out my poor eyes

Ha Rin

LOL hurry up then

I almost bump into a girl who then glared at me.

"Bitch." I mumbled

"Ying ying!" I turned around and saw Ha Rin and Eun Jung both holding....ugh.

"Awe are those stuffies for me? You shouldn't have." I playfully try to take it away but they both glare at me playfully.

"No, you know who this will be given to." Eun Jung says in a teasing tone while Ha Rin nods and laughs.

I shudder. "This is why I hate valentines day."

"Come on Ying Yue. it's only one day, it's not the end of the world." Eun Jung puts an arm around my shoulder. I shrug it off, going towards my locker to get my math book.

"But you both are leaving me for your boyfriends during my four-hour break. It is so the end of the world." I pout and try to open the lock with no avail.

"Ugh stupid lock."

Ha Rin and Eun Jung laugh. "Awe is little Ying Ying sad because she doesn't have a boy to cuddle?"

"Shut up. I don't need a man."

"That is true....but remember your other valentine's day attempts with your crushes. Both of them who I hate with my life but you do you boo." Eun Jung says.

I drop the lock and look at both of my friends. "We do not talk about that. I was too dumb in what I thought was love."

They both snickered. "Well no one told you to stick candies on their locker DUH!" They both say at the same time and I swear if murder wasn't illegal I would have buried their dead asses by now.

"Ohmygod what did I just say not to do!" I exclaim and open my locker a little bit too forcefully, I felt a stinging sensation on my cheek and involuntarily closed my eyes.

"What the fuck!?" I yelled, opening my eyes a moment later to see not one, but TWELVE LETTERS spill out of my locker.

The hallway was silent for a moment and I felt my cheeks burn. Oh, how I hated being the center of attention. Make it stop. The bell rang not a moment later and I clumsily picked up all of the letters, saying a quick goodbye before heading to the library for my first free period....hopefully alone.

|ZHENGTING|

"Okay calm down I'm just getting out of my car." I say into my phone, hearing coherent mumbles from the other side of the receiver. I grabbed my bag from the backseat and went into school.....of course, I locked my car.

"What was that Wenjun? I can't hear you." I say in a sing-song voice, always teasing him for his mumbles. Before I used to blame my hearing, I swear it keeps getting worse with me always blasting music to dance to. But after many times hearing him mumble, I realized it wasn't my hearing but it was just Wenjun's habit.

"-Hello? Zhengting are you still on?" I snap out of my trance and nod my head, mentally cursing because no one can hear a nod from a phone call.

"Yeah I'm still on. I'm inside the school now, where are you?"

"Going to my locker, meet me there before class starts?"

"Will do." I hang up and look around the school. Pink and red hearts everywhere. My student council can be so extra with these "holidays." I hum a little tune and turned the corner until I heard a voice that made my knees go weak.

Ying Yue.

Oh god, she's at her locker. Calm down Zhengting you just have to walk to Wenjun's locker that is beside her. You can do this. I take a deep breath and start to walk towards Wenjun, not until I tripped on my own shoe and almost fell. Curse my two left feet.

I didn't see Ying Yue look but I saw her friends did and I mentally cried. Great, I'm gonna get teased.

"Hey bro." Wenjun and I did a handshake and opened his locker. "So how was it falling for...you know." He points in the three girls direction and laughs.

I glare and tackle him down, not needing this first thing in the morning. "Can you just get your stuff and let's go? I don't need to be here any-" I heard yelling and looked at Ying Yue, locker open and letters on the ground. I blushed and looked away, recognizing that handwriting. The bell rang soon after and I felt a rush of cold wind pass by.

"Dude, just how many letters did you write to her?" Wenjun whispers and I tense up. I saw this post that this guy bought his girlfriend twelve roses and stated that if the last one died their love will die. Plot twist? The last rose was fake and that signified that their love will last forever.

"I may or may have written twelve letters." I said shyly.

"AND YOU STUCK IT IN HER LOCKER ALL AT THE SAME TIME!?!" Wenjun exclaims and I cover his mouth with my hand.

"Was that a bad idea?"

|YING YUE|

I sit down in the library and take deep breaths, never again I will run....psh just kidding I run away from everything.

I touch the area on my face where I felt a cut and I winced. I quickly put on a bandaid because I don't want to get an infection...duh. I then opened my math textbook, trying to finish yesterday's homework that I forgot at school. But I couldn't. I couldn't think of anything else but the letters. "Twelve letters? For me? It's not April fools day yet." I mumble, closing my math textbook and welcoming sleep for the remainder of the free period.

Well, no sleep came. My hands indistinctively went to my backpack and I found the twelve letters I dumped in there haphazardly. I picked a random one and looked to see who it was addressed to.

"My love? What the hell?"

I opened the letter and admired the handwriting. For some reason, I recognized it from somewhere. There's no way Zhengting wrote this. I thought. He doesn't see me other than a little sister.

Yes, Zhengting and I go way back. Meaning the cliche neighbours to this day. The cliche spending time at each other's houses cuddling and talking about everything. The cliche friendly "I love you's" and "I miss you's." I laughed softly at the vast memories. It was as if a switch turned on in my brain and I stopped spending a lot of time with Zhengting. Why?

I love him.

I tried to distract myself with other crushes, trying to make myself noticeable to them with yes, putting candies on their lockers for valentines day. Only one noticed but rejected me.

I later knew it was so stupid. I was blinded by artificial love and wanting to get rid of feelings for Zhengting.

I looked at the letter.

'Ying Yue,

You probably ran away when you saw all of the letters fall from your lockers, I know you hate the attention. So instead of giving you twelve roses because I'm literally so shy, I'm giving you twelve letters (which you could make it into paper roses but idk.)

Where do I start....the first time we met. Now I don't want to give too much away but we were pretty close in our childhood.

You've grown into a wonderful, beautiful human being I mean girl. When you first walked into the doors of this year I swear you got even prettier.

Since I only have twelve letters because I didn't want to bombard you with more, I will compliment you twelve times...maybe even more if you let me.

Number one, your laugh, your sincere one. I love hearing it. It was one of the reasons why I fell in love with you. Yes Yue, you read it right. I'm deeply and terribly in love with you and I can never get you off my mind.

Ps. I'm closer than you think *winks*'

I put down the letter and look around, trying to see if I can spot anyone. There were only girls here. Does this mean he's in my classes?

|ZHENGTING|

I smile when I see her look around. Thank god she can't see me from here. I go back doing my own work, hoping she will read the rest.

I know, so cliche. But it's really scary confessing to someone who has been in your life for so long.

immediately I hear a loud thud and I jump out of fright. God damn why is everything so scary? Taking out one earphone I look to where the sound came from and lo and behold, I make eye contact with a fallen Ying Yue.

Shit.

|YING YUE|

"Oh shit I'm gonna be late for my next class." I hurriedly pack my things, mutter a small apology for the person who wrote those letters, for they will be crushed yet again by the suffering and anxiety of what is called school books.

I stood up, but somehow the next moment the chair that I sat on fell along with me beside it. Damn me for being so clumsy.

Not only was the library more silent than before, but I also made eye contact with the last person I wanted to see. Not when I had my speculations.

Zhu Zhengting.

I quickly looked away, flustered and embarrassed. I ran once more. Let's hope from all this running I'm doing today is going to make me lose weight.

Why do you do this to me Zhu Zhengting?

***

My media studies class was pretty interesting to say the least, but for some reason, I have a project to do.....it's photography?

"Well happy valentine's day to all. I didn't expect to bring this project up so suddenly." My teacher explained.

"For the past month, we have been looking at social media and how it affects our daily lives. Normally, we only want people to see the bright, happy sides. Or either, we repost other people's photos without permission and claim it as our own. Now, what does this all have to do with the project? I will be asking each of you to either clear your own Instagram profiles and start fresh or create a new Instagram profile. This will be a week-long project. I not only want you to add your happy moments but your sad ones. I want to see not only cute pictures of the sky but also your homework. I want to see your daily life in pictures. So like a daily blog."

Everyone starts to groan but the teacher silences us. "Oh come on class. It's not like you all are already not glued to your phones twenty-four seven. It's worth thirty percent of your grade so I expect some effort. For extra marks you can write a journal on one specific photo and why it's special to you."

"I wish I dropped this class already." someone mumbles beside me but I completely ignore it, already knowing what to do.

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@ying.yang - aight @person who left me twelve letters in my locker. Who u and wat u want wit me?

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@e.jung - A SECRET ADMIRER!?! IS IT *********?

@ying.yang - @e.jung ShUt uP

@haharin - @e.jung oof it's totally him

@ying.yang - @haharin SHUT UP

|ZHENGTING|

Shit.

My eyes went wide during lunch.

"Wenjun did you see Ying Yue's post?" I show him my phone and he looks at the photo.

"Damn ting why don't you ever write me notes like that?" he pouts and I smack him on the arm.

"You don't deserve any...not when you cheated on me with Quanzhe!"

Wenjun laughs. "But no seriously you should tell her today that you like her. You have History class with her right?"

I nod.

"You still have them?"

I nod again.

"Good. I have a plan."

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@tingting - maybe today will be the day where I can finally give you flowers in person

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@yellowturnip.justin - eh?

@byewenjun - oh you are so confessing to her today...im tired of seeing you sulk about how youre too much of a chicken to do it

@tingting - @byebyewenjun sksksks sHUT UP

@fanchangechange - wait, Zhengting only knows one girl...does that mean????

@tingting - @fanchangechange I LIKE UR SISTER NOW SHUT UP

@quanzhieeee - @tingting @fanchangechange THATS A LIE

|YING YUE|

I fiddle with my pen, hoping something exciting happens during the week or else I will be posting sky photos and my song playlist which is all over the place. I mean I guess I could write a reflection on my music, but what's the point?

I wait for History class to start, wanting more than to just go home.

Music in my ears, I sketch a human figure, pouting when one side is different than the other.

A tap on my shoulder. That one tap made me lose my focus and snap back into the dreaded reality. I now know what photo I should post next.

I take out my headphones and turn around, looking at the familiar boy. Again? The second time I have seen him today.

"Is anyone sitting here?" he asks and I shake my head no immediately. He places his backpack on his desk and sits down, closing his eyes.

I look at him for a moment and then shake my head, trying to go back to my sketch.

"Why are you shaking your head?" I hear the person beside me say. He opens one eye and looks at me from the side.

"Nothing. It's stupid."

"Okay then. I wanted to ask you a question. "

I turn my body and look at him. "Shoot."

He opens his other eye. "Who's the lucky guy?"

"W-what?"

"The picture you posted on Instagram, who's the lucky guy?"

Shoot.

"Oh that? I have uh no idea." I'm sorta wishing, hoping it is you.

Zhengting nods and the teacher walks in, signalling the start of History class.

***

My eyes feel heavy, and the teacher's monotone voice does not help one bit. I peek a little to my right and see Zhengting taking notes like a good student. Meanwhile, my notes are filled with sketches.

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@ying.yang - oops

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@haharin - wtf listen in class

@ying.yang - @haharin i cant im gonna fall asleep soon

@e.jung - tsk tsk

@ying.yang - @e.jung @haharin WILL BOTH OF YOU LET ME LIVE!?!

I didn't even know the bell rang until I looked around and saw people packing their bags, getting ready to go home. I quickly stuffed my phone in my pocket, standing up to pack my bag until I saw a piece of paper hurriedly folded on my desk.

'Ying Yue,

Meet me at the field if you wanna know who I am'

My heart started pounding for no reason. What if this was a prank? What if this note was left for someone else? Well actually it did say my name but the chills ran down my spine. I shook my head and went along with it, stopping by my locker to bring my Physics textbook with me to hit the person if needed.

***

The closer I get to the field, the farther away I am from the crowds of people. I stop at what looks like the middle, plot my stuff on the ground and wait.

"Wenjun I told you that you shouldn't have gone to the washroom right now, look, Ying Yue, is already here."

"Ting calm down, just go up to her and say I love you or whatever."

My ears perk up at the familiar voice, but the other voice speaking says something that makes me freeze.

Wait, does that mean?

"Ying Yue."

I turn around and look at Zhengting.

"It's you?" I say, cringing at how I sounded so blunt.

He rubs the nape of his neck and laughs awkwardly. "Suprise?"

I giggle and smile. "I'm glad it's you."

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@tingting - smile brighter than the sun. My love

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@yellowturnip.justin - oH!?! IT WAS YING YUE THIS WHOLE TIME!?!

@fanchangechange - cute

@quanzhieeee - I ship

@byewenjun - freaking finally. thought you were going to die alone

@tingting - @byewenjun TAKE THAT BACK

@ying.yang - sksks LMAO @byewenjun

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@ying.yang - i guess something good did happen after all. im glad its you

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@tingting - ily

@ying.yang - ily2 loser

@e.jung - @haharin have we been replaced?

@haharin - @e.jung I think so :(

@ying.yang - @e.jung @haharin shut up you guys. you were the ones who left me in the first place!

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oflgtfol · 3 years ago

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man i just had a really freaky dream

so i was at michaels of course i was. except now that i think about it it was kind of merged with my food pantry job because everyone was buying food pantry items but obv it was not a pantry since they were purchasing it, and it was my michaels store and i was very obviously at the michaels registers

im alone on register ringing someone up whos kinda taking a while and then i look up and suddenly the queue is out the whole line area so i call for backup over the phone and then two people came up for backup but they were people i do not recognize like they do not and have never worked here at my store but dream logic said they were just seasonal cashiers thats why

and then.

the computers start shaking. like the monitors tremble back and forth on all six registers. a popup on screen says

“PLAYER [register number].

(a line here that i didnt get the chance to read because i was obviously freaked out but i think i caught the word disconnected)

Please put back all winter items. (paraphrased also)”

the ground was not shaking like this was not an earthquake it was just the computers themselves and i think the lights started flickering also. and everyone started getting freaked out i literally couldnt ring anyone up because the computers had this popup and the customers couldnt see it bc it was just on the cashiers side of the computer, although now that i think about it i have no idea what was being displayed on the customer facing monitor

and it just wouldnt stop shaking it was just really loud the way they were moving and there were just so many people on line that their agitation also got really loud and then everyone looks towards the main doors and starts yelling and even screaming. theres a cop there yelling something but the customers are moving AWAY from her and in the back of my mind sorry im like. Is there a shooter. is that someone dressed as a cop who is about to just open fire on this whole crowd. sorry thats the US american in me. and then two more cops come in and then it turns into a frenzy of everyone trying to get away. we all left out the fucking emergency side door just to get away. no shots were fired so i dont know why everyone was frightened to that extent

so im like ok well im out of here i wanna leave after that im freaked the fuck out and i dont know why everyone was running away but seeing as i was furthest from the front doors im trusting crowd instinct that there was something dangerous there but then im like. my bag is in my locker all the way in the back of the store

i think this was sort of drawing from the pipe bursting incident where my mom was texting me that i cannot leave without my bag because my wallet has my life in it and i was like yeah no shit i fucking know. and that was a burst pipe it wasnt like fatal or outright dangerous. but this time as im standing out in the freezing parking lot at like, just past sunset, watching the customers streaming out of the store im like. i need my bag. i cant leave without it. i felt kinda stupid like what if this is a bad situation what if it IS an active shooter and im prioritizing my bag over my life but then i was like well i literally cannot leave without my bag like physically because my car keys are in my bag so im stranded otherwise

so i head back inside and i see other Red Vests among the crowd showing my coworkers also going back inside. and then i kinda blank on what comes next but the next thing i remember is im sitting in the backseat of my MOMS car with my parents up frront? like theyre driving me home for some reason? despite the previous importance of me needing to drive myself home??

so i catch sight of the store as my dad drives away and its this strange… lighting. it doesnt look like the lights are completely off but theres a weird glow meaning its not completely dark. and i idly wonder what happened w my closing manager like i feel bad for whatever just happened and i was wondering how she was handling it

and so im trying to explain to my mom what happened. she took the shaking to be an earthquake and i was like no. mom it was not an earthquake. i was explaining everything i just did with the shaking being only in the computers and the weird popup message every single computer got at the same time even the ones not in use, when i look up at the now dark sky and its fuckinf GLOWING its like PULSATING its FLICKERING like the sky itself is FLICKERING

and my moms like OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT and i think my last thought was “is this the fucking rapture or something” and thats rhe last thing i remember because i woke up

i was kinda drifting in and out of sleep so i think thats why i was just like. nope im out! and woke up. but that also means this whole dream took place in only ten real life minutes because thats the gap between each of my alarms

#i can barely remenber the popup message it was just something about putting back winter items #which i thought was strange at the time bc its like. what winter items #why would we get a popup for that #especially right now #and why address it as PLAYER??#thats what really caught my eye like why am i PLAYER 1???#why were the other registers PLAYER 3. PLAYER 4 etc ????#brot posts #my dreams

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meetthehannah · 3 years ago

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tw: suicide, rant, anger, body dysmorphia, starving, not good vibes

I feel like I am about to fucking explode lets go over the deets yes this is my diary

best friend tried to kill themselves

wrist probably sprained hurts like a bitch have to wear a brace

have articles i have to read for research paper havent had the time

have had the time today BUT everyone decided to be very loud today and i had no where else to go because a huge fucking storm fucked up the power of two thirds of the city

no alone time bc its a long weekend which means everyone is always going to be home

wanted to go to event with some people but they bailed on me last minute and i already paid for my ticket but didnt want to go alone

it seriously feels like whenever i try to plan something it doesnt end up happening its so fucking annoying, i dont even plan that much i just usually do whatever they want to do because i like spending time with my friends but this event was something i really wanted to do before i left for grad school

before that one of those same people, a good friend of mine, commented on how much i ate and how even her and the other person only ate so much of the one entree they shared and oh my she would feel sooooo bloated if she ate that much and SHUT THE FUCK UP ARE YOU KIDDING ME WHYYYYY THE FUCK ARE YOU COMMENTING ON HOW MUCH I EAT HOW IS THAT EVER APPROPRIATE

this comes after one of my supervisors at work asked me why i gained so much weight

body dysmorphia and insecurity vibes rn

why the fuck did i get both of these comments after starting a new workout routine and not snacking nearly as much i fucking hate people so god damned much

literally im going to start starving myself again fuck everybody

i want to YELL and SCREAM and PUNCH WALLS but i cant do that with everyone in the house so like yeah thats great

imposter syndrome setting in about grad school i dont feel like i should have gotten in it all feels like a big mistake and theyll discover im not qualified and kick me out because ill do so terribly

to top it all off and the reason why im posting this here and not talking to my therapist is because my schedule will probably not allow me a therapy session this week so i feel like im going fucking crazy

i have to go on a trip with my mom which will be...interesting

i feel like exploding jfc

like literally if a car hit me and killed me rn i would not be sad

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so-hoseok · 7 years ago

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The New Kid (3)

genre: fluff

words: 2.5K

a/n: I’ve literally written three chapters tonight and I’m about to write another one IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS IM SOO INVOLVED!!!

Previous Chapters: 1 2

Next: 4

“Girl what took you forever, I’m basically an ice block right now!” Veronica said as she walked through my front door with a handful of popcorn and snacks.

“You’re fault for wearing the shortest shorts in the whole world,” I responded back to her taking a few things out of her hand.

“I was hoping Jungkook would be outside doing things boys do,” Veronica said. Amanda and I both looked at each other and shook our heads at her. Veronica let out a loud internal scream at our reaction and walked into the kitchen to start popping the popcorn. I really wanted to tell them about Jungkook and Yoongi texting me and everything about tonight but I knew I couldn’t, they’d get really angry and possibly stop talking to me for the time being. I really did not want this year to mess up, it already took a left turn once I meet eyes with Jungkook and I’m not planning on getting off on any more exits on this road trip. I join Veronica in the kitchen and sit down on the barstool next to Amanda.

“Hey girls! What movie you guys watching?” My mom says coming out in her robe. She does this thing where she has a cup of coffee right before bed so when she wakes up she isn’t groggy which is honestly smart but probably bad for you.

“It’s called The Kissing Booth, it just came out and I’ve seen it all over my Instagram feed,” Amanda said grabbing some drinks from the fridge.

“Sounds interesting, oh hey honey, I gave Mrs. Stevens your number in case something happened and you couldn’t get a hold of me.” My mom says as she pours her coffee in the coffee pot. My eyes widen with her words, I tried to give her a verbal cue to not mention anything about tonight in front of Veronica and Amanda but she obviously did not listen.

“Oh right! How did that go? Did Jungkook dress up?” Veronica asked.

“Was Yoongi cooking? I imagine him being a great cook.” Amanda said right after Veronica. They both lean onto the counter expecting a reply from me. I use everything in my power to not mention anything I know will upset either of them.

“He did and yes, Yoongi helped make the steaks.” My mom said in place of me. She winked at me as she grabbed her mug and walked back to her room.

“Maybe you can ask Mrs. Stevens for Jungkook and Yoongi’s number and give them to us so we can work our magic,” Veronica said.

“Yeah, maybe I can. She’s probably asleep right now so I won’t bother her until tomorrow about it.” I respond back quickly grabbing anything in my sight I know we’ll need and sprint up the stairs to my room.

The movie was actually really good so far, and oddly relative to my situation. I just sat there the entire time begging for neither Jungkook or Yoongi to text me at all. I mean why would they, they already texted me once today and that was probably enough interaction either of them wanted with me. But something about the difference in the tone of the texts couldn’t get out of my mind. Jungkook’s was very forward while Yoongi’s was apologetic and kind. Maybe how they text shows their personality to a T, I honestly could see Jungkook being the forward, dominant guy. I mean, he’s a classic jock and obviously, everyone wants a piece of him. And then there was Yoongi, the quiet nonsocial guy who probably has a secret passion he thinks is weird to everyone else. I can see myself being really close with Yoongi since we both seem like we have the same kind of personality. But all I could think about was Jungkook and how he did not have to text me, but he did. He took time out of his day to text me saying I looked good. No guy has ever said I looked good, mostly because all i wear are soccer shorts and t-shirts and no makeup on a daily basis. There was just something different about him that I wanted to find out.

“Earth to E, are you even watching the movie,” Amanda said waving her hand in front of my face.

“Huh?” I respond back realizing we’re already almost over with the movie.

“You’ve been zoned out for the past 15 minutes, what’s going on?” Veronica says pausing the movie.

“Nothing, I just think I ate something pretty bad tonight,” I said. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom while Veronica and Amanda continue to watch the movie. I grab my phone before I head into the bathroom to see if I got any more texts. I looked into my messages and realized I never responded to Yoongi, he probably thinks I’m avoiding him from what happened this morning.

Emily- Omg thank you so much, and it wasn’t awkward at all. I had a really good time :)

I send it off. I got the feeling of being comfortable talking to Yoongi other than the other way around when I texted Jungkook earlier. There was something about him that was so welcoming like we had been friends for 5 years already. I really wanted to further this friendship but was scared to because my life was so good at the moment and I did not want anything to mess up.

Before heading back out to my room, I checked my messages one more time and Jungkook had responded. I sit back down onto the toilet (with the lid closed) and braced myself before reading it.

Jungkook- We should hang out sometime soon, maybe play a game or get something to eat

Did he ask me out? Did he ask me on a date? Was this going to be my first date? My heart was racing out of my chest, I honestly felt like I need to throw up I was so nervous. I wanted to run to Veronica and Amanda so bad and share the news but I held myself back. I braced the toilet seat and screamed internally before grabbing my phone with shaking hands and reading the message over and over again to make sure this was real. I held my phone close to my heart and said a quick prayer hoping this would turn out okay and everyone would be happy.

Emily- I agree! Just let me know whenever you’re free

Jungkook- I’m free tomorrow after tryouts end if you want to stick around and toss the ball around and then we can get some food.

Emily- That would be cool! Let’s do that then.

Jungkook- It’s a date ;)

I fall off the toilet and onto the floor melting from the thought of getting to spend even 5 minutes alone with him, let alone a few hours. I want it to be tomorrow already. Nothing else matters in my world right now except Jungkook and praying that I do not make a fool of myself.

“E, are you okay? You’ve been in there for awhile and missed the whole movie.” Amanda knocks on the door. I completely forgot they were still out there. I run to open the door and grab Amanda and pull her in seeing that Veronica had fallen asleep on my floor. I can not hold this in any longer and if I was going to tell someone, it’d be her.

“You promise not to tell V any of this?” I tell her whispering.

“Woah, I don’t know, we don’t keep secrets around here.” She says getting scared.

“This is really important to me and it would mean a lot to me because I really need to get it off of my chest,” I say.

“Why don’t you go wake up your mom and tell her, I don’t know if I can have the pressure of a secret between us,” Amanda responds as she tries to grab for the door handle to leave.

“A! Come on!” I say back pulling her away.

“Okay fine, what is it?” She says. I pull her down to the floor so we’d be closer and she’d be able to hear me.

“Read.” I shove my phone in her face and watch her reactions as she goes through the message between Jungkook and me.

“E, what are you doing?! V called dibs!!” Amanda yells. I quickly quiet her down before telling her everything from the moment we walked into the Stevens house. I tell her about the dinner, about the dress, what my mom said, everything. Obviously, nothing at Yoongi because there’s nothing between us anyway so that’s irrelevant.

“Are you happy?” She responds. I shake my head smiling as wide as I could. She smiles back at me and takes my hand into hers.

“I want you to be careful. If V ever found out about any of this, she’d flip. Please, be careful.” Amanda says with sincerity.

“I will I promise,” I say back giving Amanda a hug. We both walk out of the bathroom and wake up Veronica. They both grab their stuff and head home since they’ve both got work in the morning. I throw my phone onto my bed and go to try and take my makeup off with water and soap because I don’t have the supplies to do it the right way. As I’m in the bathroom I hear my phone ring on my bed. I ignore it thinking it’s those stupid spam calls I’ve been getting a lot lately. But it keeps ringing. I walk over and grab it and see I’ve missed 3 calls from Jungkook. I tense up immediately, I don’t know if it was a mistake or intentional. I mean, he wouldn’t mistake a call three times. I pace around my room wondering if I should call him back, maybe it was something important. What if someone is breaking into his house? But he’d call 911 then. What if he got locked out and needed a place to sleep? Then he’d call his mom. I finally bit the bullet and called him back. The rings were the longest rings I had ever experienced in my life.

“Hello” He answered in a deep voice. Ugh gosh, I love sleep voice on guys.

“Hey, you called?” I answered trying to seem chill and calm when I was not.

“Yeah, I don’t know why but I got the urge to call and tell you to look out your window.” He said. I race to my window and open the curtains. Across the street, I can see straight into Jungkook’s room. There he was, sitting on his roof outside his window. The light was perfectly shining on his face creating a shadow on the other side. He was in the same clothes as when I first saw him and his hair was a mess like he had been tumbling around in bed trying to fall asleep.

“What are you doing?” I respond back. Like seriously, sitting on your roof is dangerous.

“I don’t know, I wanted some fresh air and this seemed perfect. Hey, I wanted to ask if you wanted to do something right now actually, I just can’t wait until tomorrow to see you.” He said. I tried to hold in my freak out session since he can actually see me this time. So i just curl up my toes and put all of my pressure and tense into that to seem calm on top and in my voice.

“Right now? Its 1:30am” I say back. I mean, I’m totally okay with doing something but I didn’t want his mom to freak out or anything,

“Perfect time to have some fun, I’ll get changed and pull up in front of your house in 10 minutes.” He says hanging up. I watch him as he crawls back into his window and closes it shut. I was not prepared for this. This was not my life. I was not about to go on a date, with a boy, in the middle of the night. Luckily my mom is a very heavy sleeper and is very strict with her daily schedule so she won’t be up for another 8 hours. I grab a pair of shoes and a sweatshirt and head downstairs trying to be as quiet as I can. I had never left the house this late before and suddenly everything was louder than it normally was. I make my way to my front door and manage to open it and close it quietly and I turn around and there he was, leaning up against his truck waiting for me. I hold back my happy dance and walk towards him. His hair was still a mess but he had changed into Adidas soccer pants instead of his sweatpants.

“Where shall we go this fine night?” He says as I get closer to him.

“I don’t know, why don’t we drive around and let the world take us where it thinks we should go,” I say holding back my laughter at this stupid way I’m talking. He smiles back at me and walks around to the other side of the truck and opens the door for me. I got into the truck and immediately got a text from Amanda.

A- be careful

She must’ve seen me walk out my door and meet with Jungkook. Part of me knows this is wrong and I spend a few seconds debating if I should be here or not, but then Jungkook gets in the truck and turns the key and I lose thought of whatever debate I was having. I look at Amanda’s house and I see her sitting by her window watching Jungkook and me. She smiles at me and I smile back letting her know I was going to be careful. I really hope she doesn’t burst and tell Veronica.

#BTS #min yoongi imagines #jeon jungkook imagines #jungkook imagines #bts imagines #yoongi imagines

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hoodiejaebum · 8 years ago

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My Home

Pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.3k+

A/N: Kicking off Frisky Fridays with our Daddy of the Week, Im Jaebum! My masterlist is here, don’t forget to send in your requests and cast your votes for next week’s Daddy! Thank you @kpopsmutbin for requesting! I hope you love it!

You walked into the house, expecting your boyfriend to be sitting on the couch when you got home from work. Instead of finding him, though, you found a sticky note on the counter where you usually set your keys.

His handwriting scrawled across the tiny piece of paper like he was in a hurry when he wrote it. It read:

Baby,

I’m gonna be working late but I want you to know that I love you. I’ll be home when I can. Please don’t wait up for me.

All my love, always,

You sighed and put the note in your wallet, folding it carefully and putting it with all the other ones he’d written. This was the fourth night this week he’d been absent, and you were starting to worry.

You went about your business, made dinner and cleaned up after yourself, just like any other day. After dinner, you showered and pulled on your pajamas, taking your time brushing your hair. You settled into bed and curled up with your favorite book and turned on your lamp, and eventually drifted off to sleep.

You woke to Jaebum climbing into bed, and you rolled over, glancing at your phone. It was midnight, and he was just now coming home. You rolled your eyes, immediately annoyed that he was so late. The fact that you’d been alone all night was adding fuel to the fire. You rolled over to face him.

“Hi, baby,” he said quietly, “how was your night?”

Anger flooded through your veins, but you ignored it, trying to keep calm. “It was okay. I really missed you.”

“ I’m sorry, babe. I missed you, too, though. I had to work,” he said, eyes softening. He kissed your cheek and you sighed, trying hard to understand.

“Well, you’re home now, and that’s what matters,” you said, stuffing your feelings to the bottom of the metaphorical pile in your head.

“Exactly,” Jaebum said with a smile, and opened his arms, holding them out for you. You buried your face into his chest, realizing with relief that he smelled like his own cologne instead of some random bimbo. You knew it was stupid, but you couldn’t help but wonder. As he stroked your hair, you thought you’d do some digging, and resolved to text Jackson after your boyfriend had fallen asleep.

Jb had to work late, you keyed. Did you guys stay tonight?

Negatory.

Fuck, you keyed back. You knew that he wouldn’t stay to practice by himself. Any ideas where he went?

Another negatory. Sorry sis.

Do you think he’s cheating?

Hell no. He’s obsessed with you. You’re literally like, all he ever talks about.

You sighed, trying to reason with your anxiety as it nearly overtook you. You inhaled deeply, and texted Jackson back. I sure as hell hope so. Night, bud.

You threw your phone to the other side of the room, hoping that tomorrow would be better.

Jaebum’s hand threaded through your unbrushed mane of hair, trying to pull through the tangles as gently as he could without waking you. You squeaked and opened your eyes, your boyfriend’s swollen, makeup-less face less than a yard from yours.

“Ow,” you said, rubbing your head as he smiled at you.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said in a singsong voice, still half-full of sleep. “I have the day off, and you know what that means, don’t you?”

You shrugged as best you could with one shoulder pressed into the bed, smiling.

“It means we’re going out,” he said, patting your face with the same hand he used to comb through your hair. “I want you to get all dolled up so I can show you off,” he grinned.

You groaned. The thought of getting ready and facing the day was overwhelming, but on your boyfriend’s insistence, you got out of bed and jumped in the shower.

Jaebum had dragged you to Walmart for grocery shopping, back to the house to put all of it away, and then had insisted that you go back out.

You found yourself sitting on a park bench that you’d carved both your initials in the year you’d started dating. The sun had shone on his jet-black hair as he’d wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into him. You recalled vividly the look on his face as you’d taken his pocket knife out and driven it into the wood. It was a mix of shock and pure childlike ecstasy, his lips tugging upward at the thought of this new person in his life becoming permanent. He’d kissed you harder than he ever had after you’d finished carving, and you hadn’t understood why. “It’s just our initials,” you’d said, blushing. Okay, so maybe you’d liked him more than you’d have admitted out loud.

He’d chuckled and kissed you gently again, his mouth so utterly soft that it had driven you insane. “Not to me,” he’d said, wrapping his hand around yours and leading you to the crepe shop across the street.

That was three years ago, from your first real date as an official couple. Jaebum now stood behind the bench, holding your hand in one of his, his phone in the other. He was texting someone, but he wouldn’t let you look at his screen.

This can only mean one thing, you’d thought to yourself, your stomach dropping to your toes. He’s gonna fucking break up with me.

Jaebum took your hand after putting his phone back into his pocket, leading you into the cute little crepe restaurant across the street from the park. The inside was exactly as you remembered it-- nothing had changed in all the time that you’d been with Jb. He walked up to the counter, telling the clerk that he’d have two of the specials, and then whispered something to her that you couldn’t hear.

He took his receipt from her, and sat down with you at the booth next to the greenery-covered window. “Y/N,” he said, finding your hand with his own. You braced yourself, preparing for the worst when Jackson, Mark and Bambam all emerged from the back room. Jinyoung and Yugyeom turned from their places at the booth next to yours and Youngjae came up to you with a bouquet of roses, pulling you to your feet.

“You look so beautiful, Y/N-ah!” Youngjae cooed, holding onto your hand while the other boys surrounded you. You turned around to find Jaebum on one knee, a little velvet-covered box in his hand. Youngjae put your left hand in your boyfriend’s and stepped back, a hush falling over the cafe.

“Y/N,” Jaebum said, voice clear and strong but somehow simultaneously hushed, “my grandparents fell in love on that bench across the street, and my parents fell in love in this crepe shop. I fell in love with you in both places. I fell in love with the way you sing like no one is listening, every single time, even if you’re in a crowded room. I fell in love with the way that you don’t like bean sprouts, and the fact that you still eat them every time I put them in your stir fry. But most of all, I fell in love with you in this place, three years ago to the day. Will you make me the happiest man in the world, baby? Will you marry me?”

The hand that was free had flown to cover your mouth and tears filled your eyes. He was so sweet, so thoughtful. Your heart swelled with emotions and you nodded vigorously, pulling Jb to his feet. “Yes! Yes, of course I will! A thousand times yes!” you were practically yelling, and he slipped the ring onto your shaking finger. You held it out to admire it, and he stared at you, seemingly in shock. “It’s beautiful,” you said, pulling him down by the back of his neck to kiss him as fervently as you could.

“I always told myself I was gonna marry you,” he said when you finally broke the kiss.

“I knew you were the one the second you put your arms around me. You just feel like home,” you said, pulling him back in for another kiss.

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christainsbitch · 8 years ago

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Park // Colby Brock

Prompt: Im too lazy for one …. :)

Warning: Swearing, cuteness

A/N: Please leave requests :)

COLBY’S POV

She was so gorgeous. Here I am laying next to literally the perfect girl and I dont even have the balls to ask her out. She was totally my type and literally everything about her is just so perfect.

She’s gorgeous, sarcastic, funny, and so many other things. Nothing can describe how perfect she is. I was supposed to film with Sam but I forgot and I’m guessing he did too. He also I guess rescheduled the midnight game for another night.

I sighed and stood off the couch and turned off the TV. I picked up Y/N bridal style and carried her to her room.

YOUR POV

I rubbed my tired eyes and sat up looking around my room. I stood up from my warm bed and dragged myself down the stairs and into the kitchen.

“Good morning sunshine.” Sam looked up from his phone. He was sat at the kitchen counter as Colby was looking around in the fridge.

“Morning Sam.” I rubbed my eyes once again. “Where is everyone else?”

“Work and other things.” Colby answered but didn’t bother to look at me as he grabbed a gallon of milk from the fridge. “The normal thing that adults do you knoww.”

“Oh.” I replied simply. “Is there any coffee?”

“Uh yeah Elton just made a fresh pot, it’s over there.” Sam pointed in the direction of it.

I poured myself a mug of hot black coffee and took a sip. “You don’t add sugar or anything?” Colby asked with a look of disgust on his beautiful face.

“Nope.” I shake my head and sat in the seat across from him.

“I am going to Kat’s today and Colby is going where ever he’s going, are you okay with being here alone for awhile?” Sam asked.

“Yeah, of course.” I nodded and took another sip of the warm beverage.

“Okay. Elton is probably staying at Amanda’s and I doubt Corey will be home until late tonight so you’ll have the house to yourself.”

“That’s great, I get to binge watch some shows.” I grin but really I just wanted to be alone do I could cry. Something I haven’t done in a little while

“By some shows do you mean Teen Wolf perchance?” Colby asked and I nodded.

“I was planning on watching American Horror Story.” I said. “But Teen Wolf seems morr appealing.”

“Okay well, we’ll seen you later.” Sam said and Colby kissed the top of my head before following Sam out.

“Yep.” I nod. “See ya. Have fun at Kat’s and you too with whatever you’re gonna be doing Colby.

“He’s probably gonna masturbate all day.” Sam said and my nose scrunched up in disgust.

“That’s gross, Sam.” I cringed.

“Very. But also a little true” Colby agrees.

—-

Sam and Colby left about an hour ago and I was all ready to just lay on the couch and watch Teen Wolf but my phone rang.

(Italics: Gwen / Bold: Colby)

Hello?

Heyyy

What do you want, Colb?

Why so grumpy?

I was ready to watch a show but you interrupted me.

Well, I’m bored and have nothing else to do or go alone soooooo come onnn

Fine, are you picking me up?

Yeah. Be there in an hour.

Bye.

Byeeee.

I hung up and jumped off the couch. I ran up the stairs and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair.

I put on my normal makeup and some red lipstick then grabbed a fast outfit. {Above} I left my hair down in its natural waves and headed down the stairs. I still had about 30 minutes until he got here.

I’m here. I looked at the text and smiled. I grabbed my purse off the couch and walked out the door. I opened the passenger door and slid in.

“So, what are we doing?” I asked as I buckled my seatbelt.

“I was thinking maybe we can just go to a park or something. I haven’t been to one in awhile.

"Okay.” I nod and he drives away and off to the park.

—-

“This is gorgeous.” I say in awe as I look around the park. There was a huge gorgeous lake next to it as well.

“I know I love it here.” Colby smiled and dragged me over to the swings.

I threw my flannel onto the ground and sat on the swing. “Can you push me?” I turned to Colby and he nodded and began to push me softly.

Soon I was pretty high and the wind was blowing my long hair around.

“So Y/N, tell me about yourself.” Colby continued to pump his legs but looked at me with his beautiful eyes. You and Colby had only started talking like this about a week ago and it was great.

“What do you want to know?” I asked and turned my head towards him.

“mmmm favorite things, passions, everything.” He smiled at me.

“Uhm I really like to read, I love music, one of my passions is most definitely acting or singing. I used to do a lot of plays in high school and I loved it.” I say. “Oh and my favorite color is probably black or navy blue.”

“You like to act?” He asked.

“Yeah uh, I like to pretend to be someone I’m not because it makes me forget how shitty my life is and I can live in the persons life that I am acting as.” I say.

He hummed in response and rubbed his chin. “What?” I ask as I noticed the weird look he was giving me.

“Oh nothing.” He smirked and jumped off the swing.

I watched as he pulled out his phone and began taking photos of me. I squealed and cover my face and I jumped off the swing and crashed into him.

His phone fell and so did we. “Well that was fun.” I laughed and looked down at Colby who was under me.

“If you call breaking every bone in my body fun.” He groaned and I Laughed, standing up and putting my hands out to help him up.

About an hour passed and Colby had already hurt himself about 5 times. I loved watching him fall off of everything around him.

“Shit.” I heard and turned to see Colby on the mulch. I laughed and held my hand out to help pull him back onto the play set.

“Alright I think we both have enough scrapes. Let’s go home now.” I said and he groaned, shaking my hand up and down since he never let it go when I helped him.

“Nooooo.” He whined.

“Yes come on.” I intertwined our fingers and dragged him to the car.

He groaned the whole way but once we got to the car we let go and got in. The whole way home we listened to music and danced.

Being with Colby made everything better. He was the one thing that could get my mind off of my dead family. I looked over and him and smiled to myself.

When we got home Elton fired questions at us, well mainly me.

“Where were you?” “Why didnt you guys call?” “I thought you were kidnapped since I know you dont leave the house alone.”

“Elton I’m fine, I was with Colby all day.” I assured him.

“Jesus did you guys beat each other up? You’re all covered in bruises.” Elton examined my legs. I looked down and back up.

“Yeah Colby likes to beat me.” I smirked and Colby started explaining what actually happened.

Elton nodded and I started up the stairs. “Wait Y/N. Do you want to film a video?” Elton stopped me.

“What kind of video?”

“We’re gonna go to suicide bridge. You down?”

“Yeah I guess.” I shrugged and went upstairs so I could shower and change.

When I was finished getting ready {outfit above} in warm clothes since I knew I’d get extremely cold later tonight I went and laid on Colby’s bed, waiting for him to shower.

COLBY’S POV

I got out of the shower and walked yo my room with the towel on my waist. When I entered I saw Y/N curled in a ball. She must’ve fallen asleep waiting for me.

I smiled at her and quickly got dressed while she slept. “Wake up!” I yelled and jumped on her when I was fully dressed.

She screamed and kicked up, hitting me in the balls. I doubled over and fell on the floor in pain. “Shit Colby I’m so sorry!” She said and fell on the ground next to me.

“Kiss it and make it feel better?” I said with my eyes still squeezed shut.

“You wish.” She said and kissed my cheek instead of my balls.

“Yes I do wish.” I winked in pain.

“shut up.” She laughed and waited.

When my balls finally felt like they weren’t in my stomach she helped me up and dragged me down the stairs and to where Elton and everyone me as waiting for us.

“Were you guys fucking? We heard loud noises.” Sam smirked.

Gwen’s nose scrunched up in disgust and she shook her head. “I fell asleep waiting for him and he jumped on me and scared me so I accidentally kneed him in the balls.”

“Yeah accidentally.” I joked and rolled my eyes playfully.

“I can do it again if you’d like.”

“No please.” I put my hands over my jeans to protect me against any sudden blows.

“Alright you guys ready?” Elton asked as he picked up his camera. The room filled with “yes” and we all walked out to Elton’s car.

Once we got there Elton sat up his camera and we filmed the intro. While we filmed the into Y/N stood between me and Sam with her head down.

Y/N held onto the Ouija board with one hand and the other was laced with mine. Her hand was cold and she was shaking. I didn’t know if it was from fright or she was just cold but either way I held her close to me.

This was our third time being here and I felt as though out of us all Corey and Y/N would be the most scared.

“I know we’re descending into hell right now but 30,000 likes and Y/N and Colby will kiss” Elton smirked behind the camera.

“No we won’t.” Y/N denied and flipped Elton off. I wouldn’t mind kissing her but I also didnt want that to be our first kiss.

On the way down we saw a car and heard a few things. Y/N held onto me tightly but didn’t say she was scared to anyone. The last thing she said since the camera came out was her telling Elton no about the kissing thing.

“Ouch!” I heard Y/N screeched and I turned to her with concern. There was a cut in the middle of her hand and it was bleeding.

“Shit Y/N what happened?” Elton rushed over to her.

“I’m not sure.” She said snd showed the camera her hand. “Damn that hurt.” she laughed it off.

“Alright well if you’re okay then let’s get to our spot.” she nodded and we all continued our way.

YOUR POV

We played the Ouija board and after a few questions we got to one asking if we were gonna die tonight.

“Fuck.” I groaned as I felt something go down my face and onto my lip. I was behind Elton since I didnt wanna play. I looked up and seen that Sam’s nose was bleeding.

“Guys?” I asked and they all turned to me. Elton’s flashlight went onto me and I wiped my nose and there was blood on my fingers.

“What the hell!” Colby rushed over to me and looked at my nose. “What happened?”

Everyone was freaking out and I was pretty calm, even though my nose was all bloody. Sam was pretty calm as well. Elton handed me something and I cleaned myself up.

After awhile of them freaking out and playing the game we all decided we would go to sleep. It was Amanda next to Elton and then Sam then Corey.

I sat up with Colby since I knew I wouldn’t sleep. I never sleep.

Colby soon passed out and I just stood on the wall with my head against it and eyes closed.

“What the fuck!” Corey shot up and was yelling over and over. We all looked at him with confusion as he explained that someone pulled his blanket.

“Guys can we leave?” I asked and grabbed Colby’s hand for protection. He held me close and looked at Elton asking if we could leave.

They all nodded and got the equipment and began running. We finally got to the top and made out way to the car. Once we got there we did the outro and went on our way home.

#colby brock imagine #colbybrock #colby brock #sam and colby #colby brock imagines

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